Pleasure Parlour - Episode 5

She came on his tongue with a sharp cry. The wet sound of her cunt against his mouth was filthy. He kept licking through it, slow and greedy, until her thighs stopped shaking around his head. Only then did he ease back and wipe his mouth with the back of his hand. They lay tangled on the sheets, breathing hard. Her skin glowed, still flushed. His cock lay heavy against his stomach, neglected. She reached for it. Her fingers wrapped around him and stroked once, firm, then again. "Turn over," he said. She rolled onto her stomach. He slid two fingers through her slick folds, then pushed both inside. Her body gripped him, hot and tight. He pumped them in and out, watching her push back against his hand. When she was gasping, he pulled his fingers free and lined his cock up instead. He sank in deep on the first thrust. She moaned into the pillow. He set a steady rhythm, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of skin filling the room. One hand gripped her hip. The other slid under her to find her clit. She came again, clenching around him so hard it pulled him over the edge. He buried himself to the hilt and came with a low growl, pulse after pulse. They stayed locked like that until his breathing evened. He eased out. Cum slipped from her, warm against her thigh. He traced the spill with two fingers, then brought them to her lips. She licked them clean without being told.