She knew someone was watching when she crawled onto the couch ‘just for a nap.’ Then—snore—no, not that. Her lips seal around his dick with a wet pop, tongue swirling deep as he grips the armrests. The creamy load hits her throat hard, but she doesn’t gag—she just hums against him like this is exactly what she wanted. Flips him onto his back mid-cumshot, legs straddling his waist as cum dribbles down her chin. No lube needed; her pussy clamps tight around him again before he even knows what hit him. The cushions are soaked by the time it’s over.
