Eternal Allure - Episode 6

She stands in the doorway, skin slick from the heat, the thin silk clinging to every curve like it knows exactly where to touch. Her nipples press against the fabric, hard, obvious. One strap slides off her shoulder. She doesn't fix it. He watches from the bed, hard already, cock resting heavy against his thigh. She steps closer. The silk parts between her legs with each movement, flashing skin, the dark triangle of hair, the smooth line of her inner thigh. When she reaches him she climbs over his lap, knees sinking into the mattress on either side. The silk pools at her waist. Her cunt is already wet, lips parted, slick coating the insides of her thighs. She lowers herself onto him in one slow, deliberate motion, taking every inch until her ass meets his hips and her breath catches. He grips her waist, fingers digging in, holding her still while she adjusts to the stretch. She starts to move, rolling her hips in tight circles, grinding down so her clit drags against him with every pass. Sweat beads at the small of her back. Her tits bounce with the rhythm, nipples brushing his chest when she leans forward. She moans low in her throat when he thrusts up to meet her, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. He pulls her down harder, thrusts sharper, chasing the heat inside her. She comes first, cunt pulsing around him, thighs shaking, mouth open against his neck. He follows seconds later, buried deep, spilling into her with a groan that vibrates through his chest.