Didn’t mean to peek through that half-open door but there she was—glasses girl with those thick-rimmed frames and a smirk playing on her lips. Kneeling between someone’s legs on the living room couch, fingers digging into thighs as she takes him deep without warning. The way her tits bounce with every gagging swallow, how she pulls back just enough to leave a trail of spit down his cock before going balls-deep again. She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop—not even when he started fucking her mouth harder, not even when her mascara started running from trying too damn hard.
