Right On Time

Michele strips slowly, tits spilling free. Mick watches from the edge of the bed. She turns, spreads herself open, lets him take a long look at everything he paid for. He steps in close, presses his tongue flat against her ass, then slides lower until his mouth is buried between her thick lips. She pushes back, grinding slow against his face. When he stands, his cock is already hard, glistening at the tip. He lines up and sinks in deep, ass first, each inch stretching her. He pulls out only to push back into her mouth. She tastes herself on him, sucks him clean, then turns again. He fucks her there too, wet sounds filling the quiet room. His hands grip her hips, pulling her onto every thrust. She moans low, hair falling across her face. He switches back, sliding from her pussy into her ass, then into her mouth once more. Sweat beads at the small of her back. Her bush glistens where his fingers have been. He keeps the pace measured, steady, letting every motion land with purpose. She stays on all fours, letting him use her mouth whenever he pulls free. The room smells like sex and skin. He finishes across her tits, thick ropes landing hot. She stays still, breathing hard, letting it drip down her curves.