Best neighbor

What happens behind closed doors stays there. Your sweet neighbor grabs the heavier bags, thanks you with a warm smile. Hours later you’d never guess she has a man strapped down in her basement—leather cuffs, spreader bar, cock ring cinched tight. She edges him until he’s shaking, then rides him with cruel patience. Every thrust is a question he can’t answer with her palm over his mouth. She comes with her lips at his ear, promising another round once he learns to beg without a sound.