Playboy Morning Show - Episode 393

Kevin and Andrea lean into the glow of the laptop. On screen a high-def freeze-frame shows a bare breast, the nipple tight from cold or touch, framed by silk sheets. Andrea's eyes move over the flesh like she is reading. Kevin's hand finds her thigh, fingers spreading until they meet heat. "Pause it right there," she says. Her voice is low, almost lazy. Kevin clicks and the frame locks. Andrea shifts her hips, settling into the touch, then slides her own hand between his legs. She palms the length of him through denim, rubs once, twice, until he hardens under her grip. The cursor hovers over the play button. Neither of them moves it. On the screen the actress steps out of the shower, water sliding down the curve of her ass. Andrea squeezes Kevin harder. He answers by pushing two fingers past the edge of her panties, finding her wet and open. She exhales through her teeth. "Again," she whispers, eyes still on the paused image. Kevin adds a third finger and starts to fuck her slowly, deliberately, the wet sound barely louder than the hum of the laptop fan. Andrea's hips roll to meet every thrust. She never looks away from the screen. Neither of them does.