Thin cotton panties barely contain her wetness as the older guy flips her onto the bed. No time for foreplay—just raw, desperate thrusts. The floral sheets get soaked before she even realizes he’s not stopping. She pretends to be asleep when he pulls off his shirt, but her thighs clench around him anyway. No lube needed—her tight little pussy takes every inch like it’s been waiting forever. When he finally spills inside her with a gagd groan, she lies there trembling, knowing this isn’t supposed to happen.
