A reason to be happy

Isabel smiles like she has a secret. Today she gets what she has wanted: Albert’s cock in her ass. Blonde hair spills over her shoulders as she drops to her knees and opens her mouth, taking him deep until her throat tightens around the head. Spit glistens on her chin when she pulls off, and she turns, climbs onto the bed, and pushes her hips back. Albert drizzles lube over the tight ring and eases in. She gasps, then laughs, the sound dirty and bright. He holds her waist and starts to move, slow at first, then harder, the slap of skin loud in the room. She reaches for the small silver toy on the sheets, clicks it on, and presses it to her clit. The buzz sends a shiver through her. Her toes curl. Albert keeps driving, stretching her open with every thrust until she comes hard around him, ass clenching, mouth open in a silent cry. He pulls out, jerks his cock twice, and shoots thick ropes across her cheek and lips. She licks a stray drop, eyes bright, satisfied.