Long-Legged Mistress

Jessika Night stretches her legs, the dark nylon shimmering under soft light. She leans back on the bed and slips a finger between her cheeks, circling her tight ring with slow intent. Raul Costa watches, cock already thick in his fist. When he moves in, she arches, offering him the perfect angle to push deeper. He sinks inside her ass with steady pressure, and Jessika’s mouth falls open in a silent gasp. She grips the sheets, body rocking with each thrust, then reaches for the small glass toy waiting on the nightstand. Once he slides out, she brings him straight to her lips, tasting herself on his skin before the toy takes his place. Back and forth they move—her ass filled, her mouth busy, the room thick with wet sounds and low moans. Every stroke leaves her shaking, hungry for the next.