Pink bikini bottoms ride halfway up her thighs before they’re yanked down. Blonde hair messy from fingers tangled in it, lips parted but not making a sound. He starts slow—tongue teasing where no one’s supposed to watch—but then she shifts, hips grinding against his mouth like she forgot someone might be peeking through the door. Stockings still half-on when he flips her onto her back, pink straps twisted around her wrists as he pins them above her head. No warning, just teeth at the edge of a pussy already dripping.
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