Five Days of My Curvy Girl Sucking Then Getting Fucked

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her mouth wraps around him, eyes locked on the camera, her hand drifting up to her chin. She takes her time, savoring every inch, her tongue tracing his length. The denim overalls slide down, exposing more of her curvy body as she continues her slow, deliberate tease. Her breath catches, and she looks up at you again, her gaze burning.

The view shifts, and you're behind her now, watching as he presses into her from behind. His hands rest on her lower back, guiding her rhythm. The camera pans out, showing the full curve of her hips as he thrusts into her. She moves beneath him, adjusting to take him deeper. Her expression is relaxed, eyes open and fixed on something beyond the camera. The pearl necklace glints against her skin, a delicate touch against the rougher denim.

She's lying on her back now, legs spread wide as he enters her from above. The body chain covers her breasts but can't hide the way they move with each thrust. Her face is serene, lost in the sensation. You can almost feel your own pulse pounding in time with his movements. Your hand tightens around yourself, stroking in sync with his rhythm. How long will you last watching this? The question teases at the edge of your mind as she moans softly, arching into him.