Kinky night

Yoha slipped into something sheer and wicked, hoping to shake up the night. Her hips rolled to the beat, the thin straps and dark lace clinging to every curve. She held George’s gaze, then sank to her knees. Her mouth opened wide around his stiff shaft, lips gliding down the length while her tongue flicked at the underside. George’s hand settled at the back of her head. He let her work until spit gleamed on her chin. He lifted her onto the bed and drove into her from behind, sinking deep into her soaked pussy with heavy, deliberate strokes. When he shifted, her tight ring stretched around him, yielding inch by inch until his cock disappeared in her ass. Yoha pushed back, moaning every time he bottomed out. They switched again. She lay on her back and wrapped both feet around his cock. Her soles slid up and down, toes squeezing the slick head. George’s breath caught. He pulsed hard between her arches and shot thick ropes across her toes, leaving them shiny with cum. Yoha held the pose, showing off the glistening mess.