Seal The Deal Part 2

Azul lies on her stomach, a black blindfold snug over her eyes. Her husband stands at the end of the bed, phone raised, filming everything he missed. Behind her, Oliver drops to his knees. He spreads her cheeks, tongue already wet when he runs it from her clit up over her tight hole. She pushes back, breath catching. He sucks one ball into his mouth, lets it pop free, then takes the other, humming low so she feels it. She reaches back, spreads herself wider, and he answers with long, slow strokes of his tongue right over the place she opens for him. When he stands, cock hard and already slick, he slides straight into her ass. She whimpers, full, greedy. He fucks her steady, deep, one hand flat on her lower back to keep her still. Every time he pulls out, he leans down and tongues her again, tasting what he’s just done, then pushes back in. Azul’s tits press into the sheets, nipples tight. She moans every time he swaps from cock to tongue and back again. He grabs her hips, drives harder. She meets him, rocking, taking every inch. When he pulls out one last time, she turns onto her back without the blindfold slipping. She finds his cock with her mouth, sucks him clean, balls first, then shaft, tasting herself on him. Oliver’s hand stays on her throat, gentle but firm, while she swallows him down to the root.