Deal

I offered Estelle my cock first. She smiled and said she would only take it if I fucked her too. We struck our bargain right there. She meant every word. She dropped to her knees, lips wet and ready, and began to lick and suck with slow, greedy pulls. Her tongue traced the head, slid down the shaft, then took me deep until her throat tightened around me. When I pulled back, she looked up, eyes half-closed, already wanting more. I turned her, bent her over, and pressed against the tight ring between her cheeks. She moaned low and pushed back, hungry. I sank into her ass in one smooth thrust and she shivered, breath catching. Each stroke dragged a fresh sound from her—soft, filthy, grateful. I reached around and felt how wet she was. She rocked between my hand and my cock, taking every inch like she had been waiting all day. When she came she clenched hard, sucking me deeper, and I followed, spilling inside her. She stayed there, shaking, smiling, pleased with the deal we made.