Playboy Au Naturel - Episode 9

He walked in on her changing. She stood there in nothing but black thigh-highs, the lace tops digging into soft skin, nipples already tight from the cool air. He didn't ask. Just stepped close and pulled her against him, her bare ass fitting into his hands like it belonged there. She tasted like wine and hunger when he kissed her. His fingers slipped between her legs and found her wet, already slick, like she'd been waiting. She gasped against his mouth when he pushed two fingers inside, slow at first, then deeper. Her hips rocked into his hand, greedy. He turned her around, bent her over the dresser, and slid into her in one smooth stroke. The mirror caught everything—her flushed face, her tits swaying with each thrust, the way her mouth fell open when he hit that spot. He fucked her hard, one hand gripping her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit in tight circles. She came first, clenching around him, her legs shaking. He followed right after, spilling inside her with a low groan against her neck.