Silk & Satin - Episode 3

She slides out of the silk wrap and the satin sheets catch the light where her skin left heat. He sits at the edge of the bed, already hard, watching her roll onto her stomach and lift her hips. The camera stays low, tracking the slow part of her thighs until the lens can see every fold of her wet cunt and the tight ring of her ass. She reaches back, spreads herself, holds the pose like it’s owed to him. He grips his cock, lines the head against her entrance, and pushes in with one steady thrust. The wet sound is loud and blunt. He stays buried, one hand on the small of her back, the other sliding up to her shoulder so he can pull her back onto him. Every stroke makes her breasts sway. When he flips her over, she plants her heels in the mattress and takes him again, deeper, slick dripping down the crease of her ass. His rhythm stays even, almost lazy, until her fingers find her clit and she comes with a sharp cry that jerks through her stomach. He pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints her open cunt with thick ropes that slide down toward the sheet.