All around the house

Scarlett stands bare in the doorway and Bill forgets everything else. He sinks to the floor right there, lifts her feet to his mouth, kisses each toe, then pulls her down into his lap so his cock can slide between her soles. They slide across the tiles, still moving, until her back meets the cool edge of the bath. She leans in, takes him deep, and the first wet sounds of her throat fill the room. When he can’t wait any longer he bends her over the tub, grips her hips, and drives into that slick pink cunt. They stumble out, dripping, into the hallway, never breaking rhythm. He turns her, fucks her mouth again while her feet find his balls, then lifts her against the wall and buries himself inside her once more. Room by room they crash together until they reach the bedroom. He lays her out on the sheets, thrusts hard, and finally pulls free, painting thick ropes across her stomach, her breasts, her face.