Lights, Camera, Play - Episode 9

He pushed inside her with one smooth thrust. Her cunt took him easily, slick and hot, gripping him tight as he bottomed out. She gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. He pulled back slow, then drove in again, setting a steady rhythm that made her breasts bounce with each stroke. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him harder. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room—wet, rhythmic, filthy. He reached between them, found her clit with his thumb, rubbed tight circles while he fucked her. Her breath hitched. She clenched around him. He didn't let up. He fucked her through it, watched her fall apart, felt her come around his cock in pulsing waves. Only then did he let himself follow, hips stuttering as he emptied himself deep inside her.