Didn’t Expect Her To Let Him Eat That Pussy On The Couch

He walked in and caught her stretched out across the bed—black stockings pulled halfway up, pussy glistening like she’d been waiting. Not even a knock. The door clicked shut behind him and she didn’t flinch when his hand slid up her thigh. First tongue deep, then fingers crooked just right while her nails dug into the mattress. She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop. Legs trembled when he stood up—cock already hard—but it wasn’t enough for either of them. Turned onto all fours with stockings snagging at the knees, ass lifted high for that first sloppy thrust through wetness so thick it squelched against his balls.