Caught In The Moment

Alexis and Jenna couldn't wait for the interview to start. Hands found skin, mouths met, and they kept going. The camera rolled. Youth met experience in a messy collision of heat, wet kisses sliding into asses being licked, faces sinking down, bodies pressing for more. Nothing planned. Just Jenna straddling, Alexis beneath her, ass offered like an invitation. The first finger becomes two. Then Jenna asks for the strap-on, voice ragged. Unplanned. The stretch steals her breath. Moans turn guttural as Alexis claims her there, fucking her ass with deliberate rhythm. Bodies gleam. The air tastes like sweat and want. Kisses taste like skin. The final moments leave nothing hidden.