Bringing Her A Game

Lana meets him at the door with a flash of metal in her smile. She turns, palms on the wall, and lets him see the plug already seated deep between her cheeks. Oliver’s hands find her hips. She leads him room by room, peeling her clothes off as they go, until the last room is just a bed and open light. She drops to her knees. Takes his balls first, warm tongue rolling each one, sucking gently until he’s thick and heavy on her lips. Then she swallows him whole, slow and wet, spit sliding down her chin. When he pulls her up she climbs onto the mattress, ass high, and he works the plug free. He slides in where the toy left her open. One long push, then another, deeper each time. Her breath catches but she pushes back until he’s buried. He fucks her steady, hands spreading her, until the rhythm turns tight and his cock starts to throb. She stays right there, taking every pulse as he empties inside her. When he slips out she turns, wraps her mouth around him again, cleaning every inch, tasting what he left.