...She was just lounging there in that tight top when the couch shifted too far. One leg slipped out of her pants, then the other—no panties. Started rubbing herself like she didn’t notice anyone peeking through the crack in the door. Then she rolled onto her knees, ass up, and whispered something dirty while reaching for whatever was behind her... The next thing you know? She’s riding nothing but air before he grabs her hips and slams into her from behind so hard the cushions groan. Tits bouncing with every thrust, nails digging into leather as she arches back—this wasn’t part of any casting call.
