Pertu

Eve gripped the root of Peaches’ cock in both hands and began stroking him slow and deliberate, her wrist twisting in a rhythm she knew would draw him deeper into her control. Peaches sat before her like he was carved from marble, thighs flexing against the wooden chair as Eve’s tongue traced a wet line from his tightening balls to the flushed head, every exhale he gave feeding her own pulse. Neither looked away. When her mouth opened wide enough to take him, she sank without pause, taking every throbbing inch until she felt him nudge the back of her throat and her nose brushed the warmth of his pelvis. The thick girth pressed her lips open, forcing saliva to leak down her chin. She swallowed and eased off, then slid down again until her eyes watered and mascara threatened to run. Peaches’ fingers found the back of her head, not forcing, merely settling there while she worked him with deliberate, dripping suction that echoed softly around the quiet room. Eve broke away just long enough to breathe, lips shining, before she climbed onto his lap and lowered herself with patience that bordered on agony. Her cunt stretched around him, inch by slick inch, until she bottomed out and their hips locked together. For a moment she stayed still, feeling the pulse of him inside her. Then she began to ride, rolling her hips in tight circles that stroked her clit against his pubic bone, soft moans spilling each time she dropped all the way down. Peaches clutched her waist, thumbs pressing just above her hip bones as he guided her pace. Their bodies slapped together in measured rhythm—flesh on flesh, wet sounds feeding the heat between them. Eve leaned forward until their mouths met, tongues sliding in a slow, filthy kiss that tasted like the two of them already. The pace sharpened. Eve’s walls tightened as she bounced harder, ass hitting his thighs with purpose, and Peaches thrust upward to meet her, hitting the spot inside her that made her toes curl. She pressed her forehead to his, panting out each exhale against his open mouth while her cunt spasmed around him, milking every thick pulse she could feel when he finally spilled inside her. His come leaked around his shaft as she kept grinding through it, unwilling to let go until the last tremor passed and their bodies settled into silence.