Summer is magic

Lora Summer works a different kind of spell. Her hands know the exact pressure that makes a man hold his breath. Her mouth draws him in with slow, wet heat until his thighs tense. Her pussy tightens around him like it wants to keep him. Markus finds himself buried in her on every surface they pass, and she lets him take her in every way she has. He slides between her lips until his release paints her face, and she smiles through it, eyes bright, tongue catching what it can.