Playboy Morning Show - Episode 331

Adrian Holmes arrives at the mini mansion in a tailored black suit, his presence immediate and commanding. He settles on the couch, legs spread, watching Andrea's cleavage as she leans forward to adjust the cushions. The low neckline of her dress frames her full breasts, the tops of them rising and falling with each breath. When he speaks about his new sci-fi film, his eyes never leave that deep valley between her tits. Andrea catches his stare and smiles slowly. She shifts her position, deliberately letting the fabric slip lower, the generous weight of her breasts threatening to spill free. Adrian's voice falters. He reaches out, runs a finger along the curve of her cleavage, testing the warm skin there. Her nipples harden beneath the thin material, two tight peaks pushing against the dress. He pulls her closer. His hands cup the heavy undersides of her breasts, feeling their weight, thumbs circling her nipples through the fabric until she gasps. Andrea arches into his touch, her thighs parting slightly. He slides one hand beneath her dress, finds the wet heat between her legs, and strokes her through her panties. She moans, pushing her chest forward, offering her tits to his mouth. Adrian sucks her nipple through the dress, biting just enough to make her hips jerk against his hand. Her pussy throbs, slick and ready, as he presses two fingers against her clit and rubs in slow, deliberate circles.