Doggy-style with her ass up first—thick thighs spread as two pairs of hands grip hips and pull her back into wet heat. Tongues locked mid-air over shoulders while someone else watches from behind the partition. Blonde hair spills over tits pressed against cold metal tables as they take turns riding faces and grinding down hard. No panties left to ruin when she flips onto her back, legs hooked around necks like this isn’t forbidden. Sloppy kisses between them turn desperate as fingers slip inside again—no lube needed when they’re this worked up. The air smells like sweat and something sweeter by the time one of them finally gasps out ‘someone might hear us’ but neither stops.
