Her tits heaving under that lace bra like she can’t catch her breath anymore. Pretends to nap but fingers twitch—until the bottle slides home with a wet thunk. Stocking-clad thighs clamp down tight, nails digging into the sheets as if begging for more. No lube needed; pussy soaking through those panties already. The way she arches back when it hits deep? She knew someone was watching.
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