Hot Like Coffee

Angelika Grays brings coffee in a fitted skirt that hugs her narrow hips. Matthew can't look away. She sets the cups down and keeps standing there, blonde hair falling over one shoulder, small breasts pushing the silk blouse. Charlie notices too. Minutes later the meeting ends and the table is cleared for something else. Matthew pulls her skirt up first. Her bare ass faces him, pale and tight. He slides into her while she leans over Charlie, mouth open around his cock. They take turns, one deep in her throat, the other working her cunt. She stays on her heels, lipstick smudged, breathing hard. Matthew moves behind her again. He presses against her ass, slick with her spit, and eases in slow. She pushes back until he’s buried to the balls. Charlie steps forward and she swallows him again without missing a beat. They fuck her in a steady rhythm, one filling her ass while the other fucks her mouth. Every few minutes they switch: Matthew pulls free, she turns and cleans him with her tongue, tasting herself, then Charlie takes her from behind while Matthew feeds her his cock. The coffee sits untouched, growing cold. Angelika stays bent or kneeling until both men are finished, leaving her flushed, lips wet, skirt twisted around her waist.