The rare occasion

Toby keeps busy. Days blur into nights, and most of them pass without Diana close. When a free stretch finally opens, she meets him at the door with hungry eyes and an easy smile. In their private bubble, clothes vanish fast. She drops to her knees first, lips parting around his cock in slow, deliberate strokes that promise more to come. Spit coats the shaft, tongue tracing every inch, and Toby leans back with a sharp breath. The blowjob drags on until she’s slick and ready. Diana turns, presents herself, and lets him sink into her ass without a pause. The pace turns raw. She meets each thrust, fingers tight on the sheets, while the room fills with the sound of skin and low moans. When he’s close, Diana spins back around, mouth open, taking his load across her face in warm streaks that drip down her chin.