...and she wasn’t supposed to notice. Tattoos crawling up her arms as she ‘naps’ with a cock buried deep inside her, legs wrapped around him like they’ve done this before. Bites down on his shoulder when it gets rougher, nails digging into his back because someone might walk in. He flips her over mid-cumshot—semen splattering across the sheets and onto the mattress where you’d never expect it... especially not if you were just peeking through that half-open door.
