Hard To Get

Christian knows you don't chase a woman like Lily Lou. You wait. She leads him down the hall with a slow look over her shoulder, skirt already hiked just enough to show the top of one cheek. He follows. She lets him peel the stockings down one leg at a time, the silk dragging over her skin. His hands settle on her ass, big palms full of her, and she leans into it. No hurry. She turns, tits pushing against her top, and slides down to her knees. The blowjob is wet and unhurried, her tongue working every inch before she takes him deeper. When she stands again she plants his hand right where she wants it. He slides two fingers in and she rocks back, breathing harder. She pulls him onto the bed, gets on all fours, and he grips her hips. The first thrust makes her moan low. He pulls out clean and she opens her mouth without being asked, tongue out, tasting herself on him before he pushes back in. Big tits sway with every stroke. She reaches back, spreads herself wider, and he keeps the rhythm steady until the pressure builds again and she has him where she wants him. Every move is deliberate. She keeps him on the edge until she decides he's earned the rest.