Party Night Garden Orgy

The couple moved toward the bedroom already half undressed. She wore a short black dress that hit high on her thighs, thin straps sliding down her shoulders. He kissed her neck while his hands pushed the fabric up, exposing smooth skin underneath. She reached for his belt, fingers working quickly, and his cock sprang free, already hard and flushed at the tip. They landed on the bed tangled together, breathing fast. He spread her legs and slid two fingers along her slit, feeling how wet she was, then pushed inside with steady pressure. She arched up and groaned, hips rolling to meet each thrust of his hand. He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth, tongue flicking while his fingers kept working deeper. She reached between them and wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking him in time with her own rising need. When he pulled his fingers out she guided him straight in, wet heat gripping every inch. They rocked hard, skin slapping, her nails digging into his back. He pounded steady and deep, each stroke hitting exactly where she needed it. She clenched around him and came with a sharp cry, thighs shaking, and he followed right after, emptying himself with a low, guttural sound before they both lay still, breathing hard against the sheets.