Trust Fund Baby

Sophia stretched out on the couch, legs open. Oliver knelt between them, hands on her thighs. He worked slow at first. Then he licked lower, tongue dragging over her tight hole until she pushed back against his mouth. She reached down and grabbed his balls, rolling them in her palm. He groaned into her. Sophia smiled. She pulled him up by the hair, got his cock in her mouth, and took him deep. Spit ran down his shaft and she licked it back up. He tasted clean but that didn’t last. She pushed him onto his back, climbed over, and sank down on his dick until he was buried in her ass. She rode hard, breath catching each time she dropped. When she slid off she turned and sucked him again, slow and filthy, tongue swirling over the head like she wanted every drop she’d left on him. Oliver’s hand found the back of her head. She let him push deeper, throat working, then pulled off and spit on his balls before sucking each one into her mouth. Her tongue flicked, wet and patient. He swore under his breath. She climbed back on, this time facing him, and took his cock straight from her ass to her mouth again when she felt him twitch. She swallowed him to the root, eyes locked on his, and held him there until his cum pulsed warm across her tongue. She didn’t pull away until she’d taken it all.