Sultry Sex

Olivia Jayy and Jax trade tongues on the couch, sloppy and quick, until he slides two thick fingers between her legs. She gasps, then shoves his hand deeper, hips grinding like she owns the motion. He curls those fingers, knuckles glistening, thumb flicking over her clit. She palms his cock, spits in her palm, wraps it tight, then drops to suck him like she’s trying to steal his soul through the head. When she stands and throws a leg over him, he lines up and slams in. They switch to standing—her bent over the cushions, then both on the floor, her riding so he can palm her tits, then prone, him pinning her arms, hips snapping until her thighs shake. Wet sounds fill the room, mixed with grunts. He buries himself to the root, yells, and she cums hard enough to leave the couch damp while he empties inside her with heavy pulses.