Immoral Affairs

Alyssa Bounty steps across the loft in nothing but heels and black lace. The shirt slips from her shoulders. Matthew Meier watches. She kneels between his knees, frees his thick cock, and takes it straight to the back of her throat. Her tongue works slowly at first, then she pulls him deeper, eyes half-closed, savoring the weight and heat. A thin silver bar glints at her navel and catches the light every time she moves. She pauses only to lick a stripe from his balls to the tip, leaving it wet and shining, then slides him back in. Matthew’s hand finds the back of her head. She lets him guide her, small breasts pressing against his thigh, nipples tight under the sheer bra. Her free hand slips behind her, fingers teasing the tight ring of her ass, already slick. When she stands and turns, the message is clear: she wants it all, and she wants him to take it.