Didn’t mean for anyone to see. White lace stockings torn halfway up her thighs as she straddles a younger guy on the couch. Heads buried together first—sloppy wet sounds, then fingers hooking into panties before they even notice you’re there. She climbs up slow, tits bouncing free of whatever top she had on (if any), and rides him like this isn’t the first time. Cushions soaked by the end, both of them pretending it was an accident when he flips her onto her back and pins those thick legs back.
