Rigth place, right time

Solange lies on the bed in black lingerie. Her body is young and eager, the lace barely covering what she wants touched. She moves her hips, restless, needing more. Zenza steps in and she reaches for him, mouth open, ready. She takes him deep, slow at first, then faster, her lips tight and wet around his cock. He lets her set the pace until his hand finds the back of her head and guides her. When he pulls her up, she spreads for him without a word. He slides inside her pussy in one smooth thrust, filling her exactly how she craved. She moans, nails on his back, legs wrapped tight. Every stroke is hard and sure, the kind that leaves her gasping. He fucks her until she comes, body shaking, mouth open in a silent cry. He follows right after, burying himself deep as he finishes.