Rendezvous

She stands before the mirror in lace that barely counts as clothing. Black straps cross her tits like they’re meant to be peeled away. The blonde checks her reflection and smiles. She already knows what comes next. He’s waiting downstairs. When she steps into the room, the brunette pulls her close without a word. Hands slide over smooth skin. The first kiss is slow and deep, then hungrier. Fingers find the thin strings at her hips and tug them down. The blonde sinks to her knees, takes him in her mouth, and works him wet and slow until he’s hard against her tongue. She stands again, turns, and offers herself. He grips her ass, spreads her, and presses the head of his cock against her tight hole. She pushes back. Inch by inch he sinks into her, stretching her open until her breath breaks into soft moans. The brunette watches, touching herself, waiting her turn. He fucks the blonde steadily, deep and measured, then pulls out glistening. The brunette drops to her knees and takes him straight from the blonde’s ass into her mouth. She cleans him with long, eager strokes before he lays her back and drives into the blonde again. When he’s close, he pulls free and strokes himself over both their faces. Thick ropes land across their lips and cheeks. They lick it from each other, smiling, already thinking about next time.