Out In The Open

Natasha waits on the bed. Kristof steps in and she turns, already naked. She bends forward, palms flat on the sheets, and pulls her cheeks wide. The tight ring of muscle winks at him, pink and slick. He takes the hint, lines up, and sinks in with one slow push. Her breath catches, then a low moan slips out as she rocks back to meet every stroke. He pulls out only when her thighs start to shake. Natasha drops to her knees, tongue already out, licking his shaft from base to tip until it shines. A second later she climbs back onto the bed, face down, ass up again. He drives in deeper this time, hips snapping, until her moans break into short gasps. When he’s ready, he pulls free. Natasha twists around, mouth open, eyes locked on his. Hot pulses land on her tongue; she swallows every drop, licking her lips like it’s dessert.