The new flat

Lara brings me into her new place, but I keep thinking about her tits. I drop onto the sofa and tell her to sit with me. Her dress rides higher, and my eyes fix on her thighs. Panties or nothing? My hand finds out fast. She’s soft and already warm. I push the dress higher, spread her knees apart, and see bare skin. My mouth is on her nipple before her dress hits the floor. She’s blonde, young, stacked, and she moans when I suck harder. She pulls my head closer, opens her legs wider, and my fingers slide right in. The brunette on the screen watches us, fingering herself while we grind. Lara’s hips rock against my hand, wet and tight, and she gasps when I curl my fingers deep. We move together on that sofa, skin slapping, heavy tits bouncing, until her voice breaks and she comes hard around my fingers.