Brunette gets nailed by her neighbor while husband's away

She’s got that dark hair, eyes closed, mouth open, moaning like she’s been waiting for this. He’s got her pinned against the wall, one hand on her hip, the other buried deep. She’s not holding back — she’s gripping the edge of the counter, legs spread wide, begging for more. He’s got that rough, dirty look, eyes locked on her, not caring who sees. The room’s small, steamy, and full of sweat. You can hear the slap of skin, the grind of hips, the wet sounds of it all. It’s not pretty, it’s raw. It’s real. And she’s loving every second of it. The husband’s not home, and she’s not going to let him come back before she’s done. This isn’t a fantasy — it’s happening right now, and she’s not stopping.