Sexcetera - Episode 20

She peels her clothes away like a secret. Bare skin, soft light, his hands already greedy. They roll, twist, lock together until the bed creaks and the sheets catch on her heels. His cock slides in deep, she arches, nails digging half-moons into his back. Sweat pools between them. The rhythm turns brutal, then slow, then brutal again—each thrust a claim. Her thighs tremble, breath breaks, and he keeps driving until her climax rips through her, wet and loud, dragging him over the edge with her. They collapse, limbs heavy, pulse still racing.