Biggest secret on this trip: that tight black dress ridden up past her hips while she takes him deep from behind, nails digging into his shoulders. She wasn’t supposed to be doing this—not with him, not here. But when he flips her onto the mattress, tits bouncing with every thrust, she arches back like it’s been years since anyone touched her like that. Messy fingers between her legs before he even pulls out—cum dripping down his shaft as she wipes it across those swollen lips.
