Hotwife and Tattooed Hubby After Deep Throat

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her mouth is a tease, sliding slow up and down, her eyes flashing with the knowledge of your ache. Her hands wrap tight around him, moving in perfect sync with her lips, coaxing out the hardest strokes. The sounds she makes are your undoing, wet and eager, as she edges him closer.

Her body is a sinuous curve, her slim form arching as she moves, her medium-sized tits swaying with each motion. Her long brown hair spills down her back, framing the view of his tattooed abdomen flexing as he thrusts. You can feel your pulse pounding in time with his, your breath catching in your throat as she meets your gaze, her eyes sparkling with a challenge: how long will you last?

Your hand is moving of its own accord, matching the rhythm of his thrusts as she straddles him. Her hips rock back and forth, the soft sounds of pleasure spilling from her lips. It's building inside you, a hard knot of need that's going to snap any second now... You can feel yourself getting harder, wetter, your rhythm picking up. She's taking him deep now, her body trembling with each stroke. How much more can you take before you lose control?