Femme Fit - Episode 5

She climbed on top, thighs gripping his hips, slick heat sliding down until she took every inch. A slow roll of her waist had him clenching the sheets. He watched her breasts sway with each deliberate grind, nipples tight and flushed. She leaned forward, palms braced on his chest, and started to ride him in short, hungry thrusts. Wet sounds filled the air each time she dropped down again, his cock pushing deep into that velvet clutch. Her breath came quick and sharp. He reached up, thumb brushing her clit as she rocked. She shuddered, cunt pulsing around him, but kept moving. He thrust upward to meet her, skin slapping skin, her juices running down his shaft. She arched, eyes half-lidded, mouth open on a moan as she chased the edge and dragged him with her.