My Sister's Loss is my Gain

Lena went to gather her sister’s things. The boyfriend poured her a drink. They talked. He led her room by room until they reached the bedroom. He pulled her in, hands moving straight to her skin. Clothes came off in slow pulls. Her big tits filled his palms. Her ass pushed back against him. He slid between her cheeks. The pace stayed unhurried, every touch warm and close. She took him there, deep, where it ached and felt tight. When he finished inside her, he stayed buried. She turned and took him in her mouth right after, tasting both of them on her tongue. The whole house stayed quiet except for their breath and the steady creak of the bed.