Blue polka-dot thong rides up her thighs as she settles onto the couch cushions, already wet and ready. One hand tugs at the fabric, exposing that swollen pussy like she didn’t expect company—maybe wanted it. Fingers sink deep first, then a cock follows, stretching her open while she bites down on her lip to keep from making too much noise. The angle’s perfect: knees bent just right for a slow grind that leaves crease marks on the leather. When he flips her over and pins those stocking-clad legs back? That’s when things get messy.
