Playboy Muses - Episode 4

She lies back across white sheets, knees apart, her shaved pussy glistening under studio lights. Two fingers spread her lips open so the camera catches the wet pink inside. The man kneeling between her legs grips his cock and pushes the head against her clit, rubbing slow circles until her thighs tremble. He presses in one fluid stroke, burying himself to the hilt. She gasps, eyes half-lidded, back arching as he begins to thrust. Each time he pulls out her inner walls grip him, slick and tight. The camera catches everything: the shine on his shaft, the way her ass lifts to meet him, the soft slap of skin on skin. He leans forward, mouth on her breast, tongue flicking her nipple while his hips keep driving. She pulls him deeper with her heels, breath hitching every time he bottoms out. Sweat beads at the small of her back. He fucks harder now, balls smacking against her. She reaches down and rubs her clit in quick circles, chasing the edge, until her whole body locks up and she comes with a low, shaking moan. He doesn’t stop. He keeps pounding through her orgasm, watching her tits bounce, until his rhythm falters. With a final thrust he pulls out and strokes himself over her stomach, thick ropes of cum landing across her skin in heavy spurts. She smiles, fingers lazily tracing the mess, while the lights stay hot and the sheets stay damp beneath them.