Mysterious

Olivia follows every clue in her heels, even when it means peeling her dress off on a quiet side street. At the final door she steps inside and finds Christian already waiting, hard and ready. She drops to her knees, takes his balls in her mouth, sucks them slow and steady until his hips twitch. He lifts her onto the bed and swings her around so her mouth can meet his cock while his tongue works between her cheeks. One finger eases past the tight ring, slides in and out in the same rhythm as her throat taking him deeper. She moans around the shaft, her tongue curling beneath the head, spit running down her chin. His free hand spreads her wider, feeding the finger in to the knuckle while his mouth keeps her slick and open. She grinds back against his tongue, then forward to take him deeper, the pace never rushing, just the steady build of heat until neither can hold back any longer.