Playboy Morning Show - Episode 152

Kevin and Andrea are warming up. They fuck like they have an audience already. She rides him on the debate prep desk, legs spread wide, the wood creaking under her weight as she works her hips in tight circles. He grips her ass with both hands, pulls her down harder, and she gasps when he hits that spot just right. Sweat beads between her breasts. She leans forward and grinds, clit dragging against him with every stroke. The presidential notes scatter across the floor, forgotten. On The Lowell Down she talks fast about musical dentist drills, robots painting sleepers, super splits that rip you open. Her voice stays steady even as Kevin’s cock is still throbbing inside her from the morning round. She smiles for the camera, adjusts her blouse, and keeps going like nothing happened. The red light blinks. She keeps reading the prompter. He watches from the wings, already hard again.