She was sitting there in nothing but a lace bra and ripped fishnets, pretending to read a magazine while he walked in. The moment his hands grip her hips, the book slides off—no hesitation as he flips up that skirt and buries himself balls-deep in her tight ass from behind. Stockings bunch around thighs as she bites down on the cushion, muffling every gasp. Fingers dig into flesh when he goes deeper, then slower—like they’re both listening for footsteps outside the room. Cum floods her just before she turns her head enough to catch him watching… like it was always part of the plan.
