No More Games

Lina Mercury showed up at John Price’s place with one thing on her mind. She wasn’t here for small talk. She leaned over the table, skirt already riding up, and told him exactly what she wanted. John got the message. He bent her forward, peeled her cheeks apart and ran two fingers over the tight ring of muscle until it softened. Natural tits pressed to the felt, she stayed perfectly still while he worked his hand, sliding deeper, stretching her open. Each push made her breath catch. He didn’t tease for long. He pulled his fingers free, slicked his cock, and pressed the head against the same spot. Lina exhaled once, slow and shaky, then took him in. He filled her ass in steady strokes until nothing was left to give. She stayed braced against the table, hips rolling back to meet him, wordlessly asking for more with every thrust.