He didn’t expect to see her like this—blonde, thick thighs spread on the couch, glasses slipping down her nose as she pretends not to notice him staring. But she does. Always does. First, those plump tits press against his chest while she whispers dirty promises into his ear. Then the real fun starts: riding him slow at first, hips rolling just enough to make him groan before flipping onto all fours and letting him pound that ass from behind—fingers digging into the leather couch as cum shoots deep inside her without a word of protest.
