Peeking through the office door, you see it—the green couch where she shouldn’t be getting fucked like this. Stockinged legs wrapped around his waist, ass jiggling with every thrust. He pins her down, fingers digging into soft flesh while she moans into the cushion. No lube needed here—just raw, desperate fucking with no care who might walk in. The way she arches back when he hits deep? That’s not practice.