She was supposed to be asleep. The door creaked open just enough, and there she was—blonde hair messy, tank top riding up—pretending not to see him watching from the hallway. His hand slipped under the covers, ‘accidentally’ grazing her tits through silk. She froze for half a second before smirking and pulling him onto the couch like it happened every night. No panties, no warning—just legs wrapping around his waist while he buried his face between her heavy thighs. Pussy dripping on his chin before she flipped them both and took control, grinding until cum shot straight into that gaping pussy with no condom in sight.
