She’s supposed to be asleep—but her eyes snap open when the door creaks. Blonde hair messy, red panties pulled halfway down her thighs as she bites her lip at whoever’s there. Doesn’t say a word though. Just spreads those thick legs wider and starts rubbing herself like she wants to be seen. Husband’s phone camera shakes as he zooms in on her glistening pussy—already dripping before he even touches her. She moans louder when his fingers join hers, arching up off the mattress with mascara-smudged eyes locked on him like she’s daring him to keep recording. Then it gets worse: she grabs his cock without breaking eye contact and guides it home while still fingering herself.
