...through the half-open door, you’d see her first: thick thighs spread on the couch, lips already wrapped around him before he even sat down. Not gentle. No teasing. She takes his cock deep like she’s been practicing for years—choking, eyes watering—but doesn’t pull back once. Fingers dig into his ass as she hollows her throat, swallowing every inch until he hits the back of it. The way she moans around him sounds almost guilty... like someone might walk in any second but she can’t stop now. Then he flips her onto her back and pins those legs open—no warning this time.
