She didn’t expect him to see her like this. Thick thighs spread wide on the couch cushions, blue lace barely covering anything. The younger guy leans in too close, fingers brushing where they shouldn’t. Then—oh god—the older one grabs his wrist and pulls him down between those soaked panties. Bent over the armrest, tits bouncing with every thrust. His cock disappears inside her again and again until she’s screaming into the pillow. No lube needed—just raw, desperate fucking right there where anyone could walk in. The kitchen counter becomes their next stage: ass up, legs pinned back while he slams into her from behind.
