She was wearing that tight blouse and pleated skirt when you walked in—but now it’s pooled around her waist, stockings torn at the knees. Her tits bounce free while he pins her down by the ankles, no mercy. First on hands and knees with his cock buried deep between those thick thighs, then flipped onto her back for a sloppy facial that leaves mascara streaks on her cheeks. The whole time? She keeps glancing toward the door like she wants to be caught.
