Playboy Morning Show - Episode 206

She unzips him. Her hand wraps around his cock, warm and solid. He hardens fast under her touch. A low sound slips from his throat. She strokes once, deliberate, watching his jaw tighten. His breath catches when she drops to her knees, lips parting around the head. Tongue flicking, she tastes him, taking more each time. Her mouth moves with purpose, slow then faster, spit slicking her fingers as they work the base. He grips her hair, not too rough, guiding her rhythm without forcing. She moans around him, the vibration making him twitch. Saliva glistens at the corner of her mouth, trails down her chin. He pulls her up before he finishes, spins her around, bends her over the table. Her skirt rides up. He yanks her panties aside and pushes inside in one stroke, filling her. The first thrust knocks a soft cry from her. He sets a steady pace, hips slapping against her ass, each thrust hitting deeper. She grips the edge of the table, knuckles pale. His hand slides around her hip, finds her clit, rubs tight circles while he fucks her. The wet sound of them fills the room. She comes first, muscles clenching around him, thighs shaking. He follows seconds later, buried deep, pulsing inside her. They stay like that, breathing hard, until he pulls out and watches his cum slip down her inner thigh.