She’s wearing that tight red dress—shoulders bare, thighs pressed together—but it rides up fast when he spins her around. Back arched over the couch armrest, tits jiggling with every thrust. No panties left to ruin. His hands dig into soft flesh as he slams into that wet pussy from behind, grunts raw against her ear like this isn’t supposed to happen here. Then she turns, legs spread on the cushion, and takes him deep while pretending not to notice someone watching through the curtains...
