She was supposed to be asleep. But when you peek through the door, there they are—her white tank top pulled up just enough to see it all. Stocking-clad thighs quiver as his cock slides deep into that forbidden hole. No lube needed; she’s already wet from teasing herself first. The bed frame groans with every thrust while she bites down on a pillow to keep quiet—like someone might walk in any second. Blonde hair spilled across the sheets, nails digging into mattress corners for leverage. He flips her onto her back mid-thrust and pins those stocking-covered legs open wider than they’ve ever been before. You shouldn’t still be watching this.
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