...and she knew. Dark hair pulled back tight, lips smeared from biting down too hard as he slams into her from behind—her friend watching through half-lidded eyes like it’s an invitation. No lube needed when pussy’s already dripping that bad. One grabs tits while the other moans into the pillow, mascara running but neither cares. Fingers join in mid-thrust until someone groans ‘fucking cum inside me’ and they don’t even pretend to wipe up after.
