Eternal Allure - Episode 9

The camera lingers on her throat as she swallows. She watches him from the bed, knees spread, one hand resting between her legs. Her fingers move slowly, deliberately, sliding through wet heat. He stands at the foot of the mattress, fully dressed, eyes fixed on the way she parts her folds and circles her clit. Her breathing changes. She pushes two fingers inside, pulls them out glistening, then sinks them back in. He steps closer, still silent. Her hips lift to meet her own hand. She bites her lip. He undoes his belt. The leather slides free with a soft hiss. She adds a third finger, stretches herself wider, shows him everything. He unzips. His cock springs free, already hard. She moans at the sight of it. He strokes himself once, twice, then climbs onto the bed. She pulls her fingers out, slick and shining, and reaches for him. He catches her wrist. He brings her wet hand to his mouth and sucks each finger clean. She watches him, eyes heavy. He releases her hand, grips her thighs, and spreads her open. He leans down, breathes against her cunt, then licks a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. She shudders. He does it again. She fists the sheets. He seals his mouth over her and sucks. She comes hard, hips jerking, a sharp cry breaking free. He doesn't stop. He keeps licking, tasting every pulse. She whimpers, tries to twist away, but he holds her down. Only when her thighs start to tremble does he rise up, lines himself up, and pushes inside her with one deep thrust.