Playboy Morning Show - Episode 291

She sits on the edge of the bed, knees parted, eyes locked on his. He steps between them and pulls his shirt over his head. Her fingers trail down his stomach, stopping at the belt. She frees the buckle, drags the zipper down, and his cock springs free, heavy against her palm. She strokes him once, slow and deliberate, feeling the pulse under the skin. He pushes her back, lifts her hips, and tugs her panties off in one smooth motion. The fabric catches at her ankle, then drops. He spreads her open with both thumbs, takes a long look, then leans in and drags his tongue through her folds in one firm stroke. She gasps, hips jerking, but he pins her thigh with his forearm and keeps licking—slow circles around her clit, then lower, pressing inside. Two fingers follow, sliding in deep while his tongue keeps working. She grabs at the sheets, breathing hard. He curls his fingers, finds the spot that makes her thighs shake, and sucks her clit between his lips. She comes hard, thighs clamping around his head, a broken sound slipping out. He doesn’t stop until she’s twitching. Then he stands, lines up, and pushes in—slow, thick, stretching her inch by inch until he bottoms out. He stays there, breathing against her neck, before he starts to move.