Silk robe slips open just enough to show the curve of her ass as she kneels on the floor—pretending to breathe deeply while he lines up behind her. No panties. Just smooth skin and a cock sliding right in where it shouldn’t be. She moans low when he hits bottom, fingers digging into the carpet like she’s holding herself together. Flips her over mid-thrust, tits bouncing free from the loose fabric now draped around her waist. Legs spread wide for another angle—cock glistening with something darker than sweat by this point. Swallows hard when he slams into that wet heat again, eyes locked through half-closed lids.
