'You weren’t supposed to see this.' That’s what her eyes say as she rides his cock backward over the couch cushions, fingers digging into fabric like a lifeline. Red thong pulled aside, ass glistening with lube that wasn’t there before. He pins her down by the waist while you stand frozen in the hallway—her muffled screams turning desperate when he flips her onto all fours and buries himself balls-deep without warning. The creak of leather under knees matches the wet sounds of anal stretching too far too fast.
