Didn’t expect to walk in on her—doctor’s wife with dark hair bent over the couch cushions, already wet. Fingers buried deep while she bites her lip like someone might catch them. Then he flips her onto her back, knees hooked over his shoulders—no warning before it starts. Thick cock stretching that tight pussy open as she gasps for air. Legs wrapped around him now, heels still on, toes curling into the fabric every time he bottoms out. The way she arches when it gets rough? Like this isn’t the first time they’ve done this in plain sight.
