Didn’t expect to see this: a full-figured woman in a green sari, gold bangles glinting under the light, getting dominated on the bed like she’s been waiting for it. Thick thighs wrapped around his waist at first, then flipped onto all fours—sari slipping down just enough to expose what’s really being used. His hands grip her hips hard while she moans loud enough someone should hear. No lube needed; she’s already soaked through that fabric. Ends with her back arched off the mattress, nails digging into sheets as he fills her deep—creampie right there where anyone could walk in.
