Golden Hour

The light goes soft. Nataly stretches out across the sheets, her skin glowing. Victor's already hard, already inside her, sliding deep into her pussy with a slow, steady thrust. She moans and takes it, wet and open, her legs falling wider every time he drives in. He fucks her again and again, the rhythm changing only when she asks for something different. She flips onto her stomach, lifts her ass, then rolls back and pulls her knees to her chest so he can push even deeper. Each new angle makes her gasp and push back harder. Victor keeps his pace, never rushing, filling her until she's trembling under him, completely given over to the feeling.