Didn’t expect to walk in on this? Thick blonde in red lace, lips stretched around his cock like she’s been practicing. Tattoos peeking from her sleeves, tits spilling over the cups—she knows someone’s watching but keeps gulping anyway. He pins her down by the hair and slams deeper; mascara runs when she chokes. Then it switches: riding him bareback on the couch while two guys watch from upstairs, legs spread wide enough for both of them...
