She started it—sitting there like a good girl with her fingers playing at the edge of her tits before reaching down to adjust him. Then the teasing got real: lips wrapped tight around his cock while her free hand slid between her own thighs, eyes locked on something just out of frame. He couldn’t take it anymore and flipped her onto the cushions, hips slamming against hers as she gasped for air. Thighs quivering when he finally let loose inside, cum dripping down where they were still connected—no cleanup attempt, just that satisfied smirk like she’d planned this all along.
