Her ass was made for this

Description

She’s sprawled on the bed, legs wide open, as he sinks down between her thighs, fingers tracing her skin with slow, deliberate strokes. His hands grip her hips, pulling her closer, their bodies locked in a rhythm that leaves no room for restraint. The air between them hums with need, sweat glistening under the dim light as he moves deeper, claiming her with every breath.