Reality blind date

Eliska Cross waits blindfolded by the door. Black lace hugs her hips, thin straps framing the curve of her ass. Frank steps inside and her lips part before he even touches her. She drops to her knees, finds his cock with eager hands, and takes him deep. Spit trails from her chin when he pulls back, then he pushes in again until her throat works around him. She moans at every wet gag, blindfold dark over her eyes, and the sound only makes him harder. He lifts her onto the bed, still blind, and she spreads for him without hesitation. Two fingers first, then the slick head of his cock pressing at her ass. The first slow thrust makes her gasp; the next sinks deeper. He works her open until she’s stretched and rocking back to meet every stroke. Her fingers dig into the sheets while he fucks her harder, her body slick, every nerve alive to the stranger behind the blindfold.