Peeking through the crack of her bedroom door, he didn't expect to see her like this—blonde hair messy from being pulled, tits pressed against the sheets as she toys with herself. She knew someone was there but played along anyway. When he finally stepped in, she didn’t flinch; just parted those thick thighs and let him slide between them without a word. No foreplay needed—just raw hunger as fingers tangled in bedsheets and lips locked tight.
