Lili Tiger's Need it Deep

Clouds swallow the sun and Lili Tiger’s plans for a lazy tan. Her pout barely has time to form before her lover steps through the door and pulls her inside. He sinks to his knees; she climbs over him, mouth already seeking cock while her own lips part for his tongue. The wet sounds of a greedy 69 fill the room, her hips grinding down as his mouth works her open. Slick and trembling, she swings around, lowers onto his length, and rides until the heavy stretch of her cunt gives way to the tighter grip of her ass. She takes every inch, gasping when he bottoms out. He pulls free only to paint her parted lips and flushed cheeks with thick ropes of come—proof that a little daylight has nothing on the heat they make indoors.