Please your mistress!

Szilvia Lauren sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread, watching Zack drop to his knees. Her younger lover knows he fucked up. He presses his mouth between her thighs and starts licking, slow, deliberate, determined to make it up to her. She grabs his hair, pulls him closer, rides his tongue until the first shudder rolls through her. When she’s ready for more, she shoves him onto his back and takes his cock in her mouth, sucking him deep, slow, wet, eyes locked on his the whole time. He groans, hips jerking, but she stops before he finishes. She wants him inside her. She climbs on top, sinks down, rides him hard, grinding her clit against him with every stroke. He reaches up, palms her tits, thumbs her nipples, and she uses him until the tension finally breaks. When he can’t hold it anymore, she slides off, drops to her knees again, and takes the hot rush across her face, streaks landing on her lips and cheek. She smiles, satisfied, and runs a finger through the mess. Cloud Nine reached.