Take Me Before We Go

Cherry Kiss stretches across the sheets in nothing but black lace, the outline of her nipples showing through. Erik steps in and stops dead. His belt is undone before he reaches the bed. She rolls onto her stomach, eyes on his cock, and takes it straight into her throat until her nose brushes his stomach. He groans, fists the sheet, then pulls her hips around so he can bury his mouth between her legs. Her thighs quiver each time his tongue presses her clit. When he rises, he lines up and sinks in with one thrust, her tight heat clenching around him. He drives hard, the headboard knocking the wall, Cherry moaning around every stroke. At the end he pulls out, cock pulsing, and empties across her tongue. She swallows, slow, a thin line at the corner of her lip.