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You push the door open without making a sound. What you see inside stops you dead.

Sharon is facing away, bent over the bed with one knee resting on the mattress and the other slightly apart. Her hands are gripping her ass, pulling it open hard—like she’s offering it to someone. To you.

That ass is insane. Fat, soft, round, glistening under the lamp light. Makes you want to bury your face in it, bite it till you leave marks, dig your hands in like you’re searching for treasure between those cheeks. Your cock throbs just watching it move with each breath.

She turns her head a little. Doesn’t say a word. Just looks at you. Eyes a bit glassy, lips slightly parted, cheeks flushed. She knows you caught her, but she doesn’t cover up. Doesn’t move. Just lowers her eyes like she doesn’t know where to hide—with this perfect mix of shame and want.

Sharon:
—I… I didn’t know you were coming in…

Her voice is soft, almost a whisper. You can see the tension in her thighs, in the fingers that stay spread, like she’s not sure if she should let go or pull harder.

You move closer, silent. Her skin shivers. You lick your lips without realizing. That’s the most lickable ass you’ve ever seen in your fucking life.

You think about biting it. About shoving your tongue deep between that tight little crack, soaking it in spit. There’s a wet shine lower down, between her thighs. The filthy bitch is dripping.

And still… she doesn’t move. Just trembles a little when your fingertips brush her skin.

Sharon:
—It was just… kinda itchy…

Bullshit. You know damn well she’s spread open like a flower, just waiting to get devoured.