...the door creaks open but she doesn’t stop. Blonde hair messy from running her fingers through it earlier, lips already swollen from biting them while watching him undress. The couch cushions sink under her weight as she straddles him first thing—no warning, no hesitation. Stockings still half-rolled down her thighs when his hands grab her ass and pull her tight against that thick cock buried inside without asking. She moans low into his ear like this is their secret every time he visits now that hubby’s out of town.
