Swing - Episode 5

JP and Trish walk into the house like they own the place, their hands already wandering. Free spirits, no rules. They kiss hard against the wall, clothes hitting the floor before they even reach the stairs. She pulls him into the red room with a laugh that turns into a moan when he pins her to the velvet chaise. He spreads her legs wide, tongue working her clit in slow, deliberate circles until her thighs shake. She grips his hair and pulls him up, guiding his cock inside her in one smooth thrust. They fuck like they have nowhere to be, her nails digging into his back, his rhythm deep and steady. Sweat glistens on their skin. The air grows thick with the sound of skin meeting skin. When she comes, she cries out without holding back, body arching into him. He follows right after, pulsing inside her, the two of them tangled and breathless on the red velvet, still moving together like the night has only just begun.