Liona's new friend

Liona stepped into the fresh air expecting nothing more than a quiet moment. Instead she met a stranger whose gaze hit her hard and fast. Heat spread between them without a single word spoken. Minutes later they were inside, clothes scattered across the floor, her mouth wrapped around his cock. She sucked with slow, hungry strokes, savoring the weight on her tongue before she climbed onto the couch and spread for him. He thrust deep, hips snapping, her dark hair spilling over the cushions as he drove her into the cushions. When he pulled out she stayed on her knees, eyes locked on him, lips parted, ready to catch every drop across her face.