Mother Daughter Exchange Club #30

She knelt over him on the bed. Sheets twisted beneath her knees. The room smelled of sweat and her perfume. Her thighs trembled slightly as she lowered herself onto his cock, taking him in one steady stroke. No hesitation. Just warm, wet heat. Her breath caught in her throat. He reached up and pinched her nipple, hard enough to make her gasp. She braced her palms on his chest and started moving. Slow at first. Then faster. The headboard knocked softly against the wall with each thrust. Her hips rolled in tight circles, grinding down like she couldn't get enough. He groaned and gripped her waist, fingers digging into soft skin. A bead of sweat slid between her breasts and dropped onto his stomach. She leaned forward, hair falling around her face, and kissed him like she wanted to devour him. Her tongue slipped into his mouth. Teeth grazed his bottom lip. She rode him harder, fucking him with purpose, chasing that edge. Her clit dragged against him with every stroke. The wet sound of her cunt filled the room. He reached between them and rubbed her swollen nub with two fingers. She clenched around him, thighs shaking. "Harder," she breathed against his mouth. He slammed up into her. She cried out. Her body went tight. Heat flooded through her. She came with her forehead pressed to his, breath ragged, mouth open.