She pretends to be cleaning but drops to her knees when he walks in. Big tits swaying like she didn’t expect this. Flips her over and pins those thighs open—cock buried deep before she can even gasp. ‘You know you love it,’ he whispers while fucking that pussy raw on the carpet. Rough hands grip those round cheeks next, fingers digging into flesh as his cock hammers up from behind. She moans louder than she should—like someone shouldn’t hear—but doesn’t stop him. Switches positions mid-thrust: now straddling his waist, riding him like a filthy slut for an audience. Cumshot soaking through sheets afterward; mascara streaks where tears mix with sweat.
