Peeked through the door and caught her first. Big blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she bends low, ass up on that same couch you’ve seen a hundred times. Anurag steps in slow—she pretends not to notice but her breath hitches when he grabs her hips. Fuck, how long has she known someone was watching? Fingers stretch inside before his cock even touches her, then—oh—he’s there. Thick, buried deep while she rocks back onto him like it’s second nature. ‘Didn’t expect to see this,’ he whispers (lie). She turns just enough so he can watch those tits bounce with every thrust from behind.
