She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop pretending to read. Plumber guy pulls up in uniform, grinning like he knows exactly what he’s walking into. Throws her onto the couch by shove, rips those stockings down mid-air. Hair pulled back so hard it stings—each thrust sends her tits bouncing against his chest. No lube needed for that tightness; cock disappears inside with a wet pop. She gasps but doesn’t fight back—not really—just clings to the armrest as he flips her over rough-sprawled on top of him. Ass lifted high enough to see how deep he goes before slapping it open with an open palm.
