Riding Him on Green Sheets While Filmed

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hips move slowly, shifting her weight on him, making your pulse quicken. She reaches up, placing her hand on the headboard for a moment, arching her back. Her dark hair is tied up in a bun, showing off her face as she looks down at him. Her curvy body moves with each stroke, her medium-sized breasts swaying slightly. You can see the shape of her light skin against his darker complexion as they move together.

Her hand sometimes brushes against his hairy legs as she shifts positions. His hands come up occasionally to grip her hips or run along her back. The sounds of their movement fill the air, a rhythmic creak of the bed and their heavy breathing. You can feel your own breath catching in your throat as you watch them. Your hand is already moving, stroking slowly as you imagine being in his place.

She tips forward slightly, her breasts brushing against his chest, and you can feel your rhythm speeding up. Your ache grows with each passing moment, your edge drawing closer. You know you won't last much longer watching this, feeling your pulse pounding in your veins. She's getting closer too, her movements becoming more urgent. What happens next?