She knew someone was watching. Pink lace panties riding up as he grabs her hips and yanks her onto his cock, couch springs squeaking under their weight. Blonde hair messy, mouth open in a silent scream—no sound except the wet slap of skin. Legs trembling when he flips her over mid-thrust, tits bouncing as she reaches down to guide him deeper. The way she bites her lip when it gets too much... like this isn’t the first time they’ve done this in secret.
