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Playmate Playback - Episode 4

Playmate Playback - Episode 4

2015·26 min·100% liked·41.1K Views
Her eyes tracked the lean lines of his body as he moved across the room. She’d watched this tape three times already, and every time the same heat rose in her chest. The way his fingers wrapped around the back of her neck, possessive without cruelty, pulled a shiver straight down her spine. She shifted, knees apart, and let her own hand drift between her thighs, matching the rhythm she knew was coming next. On screen he lowered himself, mouth open, and licked one slow stripe up the soft inside of her thigh. The camera caught the wet sheen he left behind. Her recorded moan slid through the speakers; her real one answered it. She slipped two fingers inside herself, slow and deliberate, feeling the same tight clench the girl on the tape felt. His cock followed his tongue. He pressed in without hesitation, stretching her open while she arched to take every inch. The wet sounds filled the quiet room. She rocked her hips against her own hand, chasing the pace he set, biting her lip when the headboard thudded against the wall in perfect time. Her nipples brushed the fabric of her shirt, hard and aching, and she pinched one, rolling it until the sting mixed sweet with the deeper throb building between her legs. When he gripped her hips and drove harder, her breath fractured into short, helpless sounds. She felt the flush climb her throat, the sweat gather at the small of her back. Her free hand clutched the arm of the chair; the other stayed busy, two fingers, then three, fucking herself with the same ruthless focus he gave on screen. He came first, deep, every muscle locked. She watched his ass flex and imagined she could feel the hot pulse inside her own cunt. Seconds later her orgasm crashed through her, sharp and sudden, knocking a cry from her throat that the speakers echoed back. Her legs trembled. She kept moving her fingers through the aftershocks, milking every last spark until her wrist ached and the tape cut to black. Only then did she let her head fall back, breathing hard, a slow, satisfied smile tugging at her mouth.

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