Getting Laid To Rest

Monika drags Jordan into a back bedroom away from the funeral bullshit. They fuck with quick, hungry moves, half-stripped clothes flying off, his cock buried in her the second she bends over. Charlie barges in twice looking for his stuff, and the near-misses just make her clamp tighter around Jordan, dripping with every thrill. Neither one of them gives a shit about the guy in the box down the hall. After Charlie finally leaves for good, they stop holding back, grinding filthy and loud, her tits bouncing while he slams into her like it's the only thing that still feels real.