Stay In. Get Off. - Episode 5

She straddles his lap on the leather couch. Her dress bunches at her waist, bare thighs sliding against his. She grinds down slow. The fabric of his trousers catches and rubs. Heat builds between them. She reaches between their bodies, undoes his belt, frees him. Her fingers wrap and stroke until he thickens fully in her palm. She lifts, pushes the thin strip of her underwear aside, sinks onto him in one steady glide. A soft exhale leaves her. He fills her completely, stretching her open. Her hips begin to move. Slow circles at first. Then sharper, deeper thrusts. The wet sound of skin meeting skin fills the room. Sweat gathers at her lower back. His hands grip her ass, guiding her rhythm. She leans forward, breasts brushing his chest through silk. The couch creaks under them. She rides harder, chasing the edge. Each downward stroke hits deeper than the last. Her breath turns ragged. When she comes, her walls pulse tight around him. He follows seconds later, spilling hot inside her.