Duality Part 1 Episodes
Duality Part 1 - Episode 1
She straddles his hips in the half-light, silk robe slipping off one shoulder. He watches the fabric fall. She takes him in her hand, strokes once, twice, slicking him with spit. Then sinks down slow. Her cunt stretches around him, wet heat swallowing every inch until her ass meets his thighs. A soft grunt leaves him. She rides him like that—hips rolling, head tipped back, nipples tight from the cool air. He grips her waist, thumbs pressing bruises into her skin. She leans forward, palms flat on his chest, and grinds harder. The sound of skin on skin fills the room. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. He thrusts up to meet her, deeper, rougher, until her thighs shake. She comes with a sharp cry, cunt pulsing around him. He follows seconds later, spilling inside her with a low, broken sound. Afterward she stays seated on him, catching her breath, fingers tracing the marks she left on his chest.
She straddles his hips in the half-light, silk robe slipping off one shoulder. He watches the fabric fall. She takes him in her hand, strokes once, twice, slicking him with spit. Then sinks down slow. Her cunt stretches around him, wet heat swallowing every inch until her ass meets his thighs. A soft grunt leaves him. She rides him like that—hips rolling, head tipped back, nipples tight from the cool air. He grips her waist, thumbs pressing bruises into her skin. She leans forward, palms flat on his chest, and grinds harder. The sound of skin on skin fills the room. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. He thrusts up to meet her, deeper, rougher, until her thighs shake. She comes with a sharp cry, cunt pulsing around him. He follows seconds later, spilling inside her with a low, broken sound. Afterward she stays seated on him, catching her breath, fingers tracing the marks she left on his chest.