Thought it was empty? Wrong. She’s already half-naked in red lace when you walk in — stockings rolled down mid-thigh, heels clicking against the floor like a dare. Backs into him with no warning, hands gripping his belt before yanking him onto the mattress. Ass up first, fingers hooked in that thong until it snaps free and lands somewhere behind them. He flips her fast; knees over shoulders while she gasps for air between ‘faster’ and ‘don’t stop.’ Cumshot right where she bites his shoulder — messy, sloppy proof this wasn’t their first time.
