All the Right Angles

Monroe set the camera rolling and climbed onto his lap. She played her part well—arching her back, rolling her hips—until the game slipped away. He bent her forward, fingers parting her, tongue teasing her tight rim before sinking in. Her blonde hair spilled over the sheets as his fingers slid deep into her pussy, curling, coaxing wet sounds from her. She reached back, stroked him hard, then turned to take him in her mouth. Lips sealed around the head, tongue tracing every vein while he gripped her ass. When he pressed the head of his cock to her asshole, she pushed back, taking him inch by inch until he filled her completely. Natural tits swayed with each thrust; he reached around, rubbing her clit, fingers sliding in and out of her soaked cunt. The room grew loud with her moans and the slap of skin, the camera still running.