She knew someone was watching through the window but didn’t turn away—just arched her back harder when his cock buried deep. Blonde hair spilled over one shoulder, lips parted like she’s tasting something forbidden. First it’s slow, teasing strokes against that tight asshole while she whimpers ‘yes’ at nothing in particular. Then hands grip hips and he drills—her nails clawing at wood as cum floods inside with a wet slap.
