Totally Busted - Episode 2

The door swung wide and there she stood, completely bare, sunlight sliding down the curve of her hip like warm honey. My jaw dropped. She didn’t flinch. Instead she stepped closer, the heat of her skin brushing mine, and wrapped her hand around my cock with the easy confidence of someone who’d already decided how this game ends. Her grip tightened, slow and deliberate, her thumb tracing the swollen head until I shivered. She leaned in, breath hot against my ear, and whispered that she wanted me right there—now—and pushed me back onto the couch. I felt the slick heat of her pussy as she climbed on, lowering herself inch by inch, walls clenching, taking me deeper with every roll of her hips until the room shrank to the sound of skin slapping skin and the wet, hungry pull of her body around mine.