Sexy Girls Next Door - Episode 21

She grew up down the street. The neighbor girl who once wore braces now stands in your kitchen wearing nothing but an open shirt and a grin. Her nipples press against the cotton when she reaches for a glass. You watch the muscles in her thigh tense, the soft sway of her breasts as she pours water. She knows you’re looking. She turns, arches her back, and lets the shirt slip off one shoulder. Her voice is low and teasing when she asks if you want some too. You taste the salt on her skin before the water touches your tongue. Her breath hitches when your hand slides between her legs. She’s already wet, already grinding against your palm like she’s been waiting years for this exact moment. The shirt finally hits the floor. She presses her naked body to yours, fingers working your belt, mouth finding your neck. You lift her onto the counter, legs wrapping around you. Her hips rock forward, slick heat sliding over your cock, and the first slow thrust makes her moan like she’s been starving for it. The rhythm turns harder, deeper. Every slap of skin echoes through the quiet house. She bites your shoulder when she comes, nails digging in, thighs shaking. When you finish inside her she stays locked around you, lips brushing your ear, whispering that she’s wanted this since she first noticed you looking.