Twisted Passions #08 - Lamoyne Hotel 2

She came in heels and that tight black dress on March 15, 2013. He took it off slowly, fingers against bare skin. She tasted his tongue before she felt his hands on her hips. Her breath caught when he slid two fingers inside her, slow and certain. She pushed back onto them, eager, wet already. He replaced them with his cock, thick and hot, and she gasped at the first thrust. He fucked her against the wall, relentless, hands gripping her thighs. She grabbed his shoulders, nails digging in. Their rhythm sharpened, moans turning ragged. She came hard, cunt pulsing around him. He followed, spilling deep, teeth at her throat. Sweat cooled on their bodies. The room smelled of sex and lilies. They stayed there, tangled, catching their breath.