Diva in Pantyhose

Tina Kay rolls sheer black nylon up her thighs and snaps the waistband into place. The fabric clings like a second skin, catching the light across her round ass. She turns, meets David Perry’s eyes, and drops to her knees without a word. Her lips part around him, taking every inch until her nose presses to his stomach. Spit shines on the nylon at her knees as she works him deeper, throat tightening, saliva dripping onto the carpet. She pulls off only to lick him clean, then swallows again, faster, hungrier. When she stands and bends over the arm of the couch, David peels the crotch of the pantyhose aside. He presses the head of his cock against her tight ring and pushes in. Tina’s breath catches, but she pushes back, taking him to the hilt. The nylon stretches over her cheeks with every thrust. He fucks her ass hard, steady, until her moans turn raw. She reaches back, spreads herself wider, and he drives in again and again. When he pulls out, Tina spins, drops, and takes him straight from her ass into her mouth, sucking greedily, tasting herself on his shaft. David grips her hair, fucks her throat a few more times, then pulls free and paints her parted lips and flushed cheeks with thick ropes. Tina licks the last drops from him, eyes half-lidded, nylon still gleaming on her spread thighs.