Sexual Tensions

Mark walked into the hotel room just behind Tiffany, a bombshell blonde that he picked up down at the lounge bar and managed to buy a few drinks for. They were both dressed up quite extravagantly, which wasn’t uncommon for the clients of this particular hotel. She wore a black cocktail dress that hugged her chest tightly to expose an unashamedly amount of immodest cleavage. He wore a pair of navy blue dress slacks and a vest to match that sat over a crisp white dress shirt.

The hotel room door shut behind him, and out of nowhere like an intense rush of untamed anticipation, Tiffany flung her arms around Mark’s neck and kissed him passionately. Their lips moved in a quick rhythm with one anothers in a series of deep, lustful kisses. Their breathing grew heavier in between each kiss. The moment became more intense with each second, clearly filled with sexual tension built up from their flirtatious banter in the bar.

Mark reached his hands up to grab her ass and lift her into the air. She wrapped his legs tightly around his waist and kept her lips moving aggressively with his. They turned so that she was back against the wall, knocking a picture off the wall as they ran against it, though both of them were to distracted to care. Mark broke away from the kiss and started to kiss her neck with vigor, causing her sighs to grow louder from the firm, passionate touch of his lips against her skin. She closed her eyes and hugged him tightly, embracing his warmth against her body.

Her heart was racing with desire. She grew impatient for his cock and pushed herself away from Mark just enough to reach down and unlatch his belt and pants, then opened up the front flaps to expose his groin. Her hand reached into the small opening in the front of his briefs and pulled out his erect cock, stroking it gently and teasing the crown with her dainty finger tips. She pushed his pants further down his thighs and lifted her dress up a little more to provide easy access to her own folds, then kissed Mark heatedly once more. His hand made quick eager work of her thong, not bothering to take it off but pull it aside just enough to expose her slit. In a blink Tiffany found herself pinned against the wall again, and before she could even catch her breath she felt his thick cock slide into her folds.

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“.. Oh.. f-fuck!…” Tiffany exclaimed as she broke the kiss for a very brief moment trying to compose herself. She leaned in to kiss him passionately again and rested her palm on the back of his neck, firmly holding his head against hers. Mark continued to thrust his shaft into her with a sense of urgency. His hips shifted back and forth quickly and slapped their skin together with each movement. He reached his hand up and pulled one of the strings off her shoulders and slid it down to expose her breast. His hand glided over to cup it firmly while he continued to drive into her with eagerness. His breathing grew heavier while beads of sweat began to form over his forehead.

Mark pulled himself out of her and allowed Tiffany to stand back on the floor. He quickly reached down and grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up over her head to take it off.  Tiffany returned the favor by unlatching his vest quickly and tossing it aside, then lifting his shirt over his head to expose his muscular form. She grabbed his wrist and started to pull him towards the bed, both of them only wearing the little underwear that covered their groins. The cocktail dress, however, caught Tiffany’s foot as she walked by it, causing her to stumble drunkenly onto the floor and land on all fours. She looked back at him with a grin on her face and wiggled her ass invitingly.

He dropped down to his knees and scooted himself closer to her, attempting to continue their indulgence from behind. But before he could grab her she quickly turned around and tackled him onto his back, forcing herself to lay on top of him. Their lips met again to kiss each other aggressively. Her legs spread wide as she straddled his crotch then wiggled herself back onto his shaft. She started to slide her folds up and down along his length… slow and gentle at first, but he quickly gave a playful slap against her ass and that sent her emotions running wild.

The slap spurred her on to ride him harder. Sending out the clapping sounds of their bodies slapping against each other with each downward thrust. Tiffany quickly sat up straight and cupped both of her breasts firmly. Her hands slid up into her hair and pulled her strands tightly over her head. Mark’s shaft was clinched tight by her walls while her moans echoed through the room. Then suddenly, her body tensed up as her orgasm came rushing through her like a storm.

“Yes.. Yes…” She screamed out in excitement, straddling his shaft quickly and pushing out every orgasm she had inside of her. “Fuck!”

Tiffany leaned over Mark and kissed him on the lips with a brief peck. She was seemingly out of breath, but she hadn’t forgotten about his need to release. Her folds released their grip from his shaft and she slid herself down to lay over his legs. Her hand gripped his length and she let her tongue swirl around his crown for a moment before sliding her lips over it and then all the way down to the base. She slowly moved her lips back and forth across his entire length, sucking him off hard. Her hand trailed behind her lips with a firm grip to help encourage his orgasm.

She went back to teasing his crown, swirling her tongue around it once again then firmly sucking on the tip of his cock. Her hand started to stroke his length. Faster and faster with each second.  Then suddenly his orgasm hit, releasing his substance into her. Mark groaned deeply and curled his legs a little bit to the feeling of ecstasy that overwhelmed his body. He panted some to catch his breath then reached over to grab his shirt off the floor and wipe the sweat from his brow.

 

Stress

It was later in the evening with a gentle storm rolling over the city. Nicole was home alone after a long, stressful day at the office. Kissing client’s asses. Arguing with the boss. These things were typical of her line of work. However, this day was even more stressful than most. A write-up from a large overlook on some financial sheets led to a bitter exchange with her supervisor. Followed by a two-day, unpaid suspension.

A hurricane of feelings swirled through her mind since leaving the office this afternoon. Nicole wanted to do anything she could to just forget the day. Put it behind her. Learn from her mistakes and keep pressing forward. But as much as she tried it ate away at her. The disappointment and embarrassment she felt lingered, which took an emotional toll. She attempted to curb her disappointment with a bottle of red wine, though she wasn’t much of a drinker most days. A glass of wine with a nice dinner was all she typically enjoyed. Occasionally, if she went out with friends, she would order herself a cocktail, usually something fruity with vodka or tequila. Tonight, however, she had no intention of holding back. Pouring herself a glass of red wine to start the night off while she finished up some work around the house. Then a second. And finally a third glass before giving up on the plan to drown her emotions away with alcohol.

Nicole crawled into bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, occasionally looking at the time and impatiently waiting for her husband to get home. She missed him now more than ever. The comfort of his warm embrace would make the pain go away. At least, that’s what she was convinced of. She knew he wouldn’t be home for quite some time, however. Company projects often required him to work late hours, and the chance of him being home at seven o’clock this evening was slim-to-none.

She didn’t have any interest in waiting a couple of hours for him to finally get home. Instead she caved to her own desires and settled for the best she could possibly do. A short indulgence into some erotica and self-pleasure. In her mind, it was better than nothing. And allowing her shitty day to continue eating away at her wasn’t doing her any good. Nicole knew she’d be better off taking matters into her own hands.

She took her shirt and jeans off and laid them onto the floor near the bed, keeping her bra and panties on. Then dug for her cellphone in her jean pockets and quickly opened up her web browser to her favorite website. It wasn’t a popular one, but it boasted in specializing in pornography for women. It typically didn’t fail at putting her in a better mood, by any means. And she knew just the video to watch on this particular night. Something she knew would get her off quick.

Without hesitation she slipped her hand into her panties and began to work her fingers along her wet folds. She breathed heavily to encourage her orgasm. Her eyes locked firmly on the screen as if it was the only thing in the room. Her imagination was completely captivated by the moaning in the video, exciting her nipples without the help of the soft touch from her finger tips.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened giving her a shock. Josh, who had come home from work early, walked through the door with a curious expression on his face, having heard the subtle sounds of moaning from the living room. She was completely oblivious to his presence in the house, causing her to drop the phone onto her chest in a panic.

“H-hey.. you’re home already?” She said nervously while she tried to hide the fact that she was watching porn.

Josh responded with a simple nod before looking over her nearly nude body. He knew what she was up to, though he didn’t seem to be bothered by the idea. In fact, his reaction was the opposite of what Nicole imagined it would be.

“No need to stop.” He said softly. “Here…”

He set his tie and suit jacket down on the dresser then kicked his shoes off. Nicole watched curiously while he crawled onto the bed with her. Josh reached for her cellphone and placed it back into her hand to display to her once more, then reached over and started the video again. This time instead of Nicole pleasuring herself, he had other plans in mind, made obvious by the smirk that overwhelmed his lips while he looked up at her.

Josh shifted himself to lay in between Nicole’s legs, nudging them a bit to spread them apart further for him. He kissed along the inside of her thighs slowly in a trail from her knees up to her groin. His fingers ran across her panties just outside her slit. Then, he grabbed the elastic that clung to her waist and gently slid them down her legs to take them off completely, exposing her nude slit to him.  She was awestruck. Her focus was unaware of the porn on her phone for the time being. Her breath had simply been taken away by his actions.

As his head leaned into her groin, Nicole’s heart raced. She felt far more appreciated than she could have imagined. Like a queen who’s worked far too hard for her own good.  Her eyes watched Josh start to slowly kiss along her clit, only trying to warm up her mood for everything he had in mind. She subconsciously bit her bottom lip at him, then laid on her back again and turned her attention back to her screen.

The erotic sounds of the film filled the room while Josh started to move more aggressively against her folds. His lips pressed firmly against her clit, kissing it a few times then sucking. His forefinger slid across the length of her folds gently before slipping into her moist walls. Her slit was teased further by Josh’s tongue, which flicked softly through her slit and slid across the length. His touch caused her to tilt her head back and gasp in a deep breath. Her concentration faded, seemingly consumed by the feeling of his lips against her moist lips.

“Oh, Josh…” She whispered as she ran her fingers through his long, dark hair.

His eyes looked up at her for a brief second to watch her reactions. Her breathing grew heavier in between the soft moans that escaped her vocals. Her eyes still remained on the screen but would occasionally close to every intense feeling of bliss that peaked through her body. Josh slid his hand up to grasp one of her breasts. His finger teased her erect nipple with a few passing motions and gently sliding in small circles around it. Nicole’s hand embraced his, holding it firmly against her breast and left nearly breathless by his warmth.

“Don’t stop…”

She murmured while setting her phone aside. Her climax continued to inch closer and closer with each movement of Josh’s tongue within her folds. He was more assertive than before: sucking firmly then gliding his tongue across her slit. Josh didn’t hold back. Something inside of him encouraged him to squeeze every ounce of orgasm out of her.  He sucked her clit once more then slid his middle finger into her walls. Nicole gave a final gasp before her climax hit. She moaned loudly as her orgasm came rushing through her body. Her head swung back onto the pillow and her hands ran through her own hair.

“Oh, Fuck! .. Josh!” She exclaimed in the middle of her climax.

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His finger slid in and out of her walls quickly to push every moan out of her while his tongue swirled across her clit rapidly. She gripped her hair tighter with every additional moan, then smiled wide while she panted for breath. She now felt at peace with the day’s events. Calm and relaxed. Though her emotions ran wild from the way Josh treated her.

She looked down at him and ran her hand through his hair once more with a warm smile on her face. Her hands wrapped around his collar and pulled him up to lean over her and gave him a firm kiss on the lips, not really caring about where his lips had been. She smacked his firm ass playfully then pushed him over, rolling with him onto his back. Her lips kissed along the center of his neck and down to the middle of his chest. Josh took a deep breath and closed his eyes, then suddenly felt a tug at his belt from Nicole’s grip. He looked down at her with a brow raised.

“Your turn.” She said with a smile, as she slid further down his body and fished his cock out of his pants.

Lust with a View

He walked through the glass door of their hotel room that led out to the balcony and the most breathtaking sight. A vast city scape that lit up from the glistening lights in the soft moonlight. The patio was a provision of the perfect amenity for their stay in the luxurious hotel suite. A thick wall branched off from each side of the patio, blocking their view from other hotel guests adjacent to their room in order to provide some privacy. Along the front was a glass half wall with gold bars surrounding each panel. A few lounge chairs rested along the side to provide a simple getaway from the bustling of life of the average hotel client. And finally, the “piece de resistance”: a crimson Jacuzzi already filled with warm water for the guests.

Chad looked over at the Jacuzzi to find his beloved girlfriend who tagged along for the trip. She was already nestled comfortably in the steaming water. A blonde, fairly fit woman dressed in a sky blue bikini, whose face gleamed when she saw Chad walk out onto the balcony in a pair of tight forest green trunks. She gestured her hands and splashed the water a little bit with her toes to invite him over. A smile crept along both of their faces, locking eye contact with one another for a brief moment.

“It’s not going to get any warmer.” She said with a wide grin. “Come on. I already opened up the champagne.”

A bottle of strawberry champagne sat on a small table within arm’s reach of the Jacuzzi, accompanied by a couple empty flutes sat on either side of the bottle waiting to be filled. Chad made his way over to the Jacuzzi to take his seat across from Alexis, slowly lowering himself into the water. He grabbed the champagne and filled both of their glasses then offered one to her and held up his own in a toast.

“To you, love.” He smiled.

“To me?” Alexis laughed softly behind her hand. “For what?”

“Does a man need a reason to sweet talk his woman?”

She couldn’t contain the grin that swept across her face. Gleaming toward him she said, “Makes me wonder what’s on your mind, Chad.”

Alexis stretched her leg out across the Jacuzzi, gently pressing her bare toes against his groin and rubbing it softly to tease his shaft. The feeling took him by surprise and nearly caused him to choke on his champagne as he was taking a sip as soon as her foot touched. Though he didn’t dislike it. The excitement of his cock pressed against her foot while he grinned wide at her. She moved gradually across the Jacuzzi and set the both of their flutes back on the table, then sat on his lap and wiggled her hips against his crotch while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Simply finding herself in a very comfortable spot. Her warm hands rested on the back of his neck while some of her fingers teased the back of his hair.

“I wonder… how much risk you really like… mister ‘poker player’.” She said softly just before leaning in to kiss his lips, biting his bottom lip gently and giving it a tug. “Think of how much trouble we could get in up here.”

“.. if we got caught.” He said, finishing her sentence and grinning. “IF…”

Chad leaned in to kiss her and slid his hands up her sides to the edge of her bikini top and grasped it between his thumbs and forefingers, slowly lifting it over her breasts to expose her nude chest. He broke the kiss for a moment to completely take the top off then locked lips passionately with her once again. His moves were confident. Forward. As if no one else in the world existed. Chad didn’t seem to be bothered by the thought of someone seeing them from a distance. His mind was consumed by the moment. By her touch. By his lips against hers.

Alexis rocked her hips back and forth on his lap, intentionally rubbing their groins together to fan the lustful flame within both of them. Their kiss lingered passionately for a short amount of time before it broke. Both of their breathing gradually increased, though as Chad slid his hand up to cup one of her breasts an involuntary gasp escaped her lips. Her hand quickly found its way to his and pressed his hand against her bare breast firmly. She closed her eyes to the touch of his lips against her neck, tilting her chin up to let him have free reign over the top of her chest. But Chad grew eager as time went on. He quickly made work of the rest of Alexis’ bathing suit and took off her bottom piece, then carelessly tossed it behind himself over his head. She would of course return the favor, mimicking his moves as she tossed his trunks over her head, and perhaps even off the balcony. They, however, were too distracted to notice where his garments would have gone.

She grabbed his face by both sides of his cheeks and dove in to kiss him some more, though this time was much more heated than previously. The breathing from their nostrils grew more and more intense as the night pressed on, teasing the skin of each other’s faces with soft wisps of their breath. Chad gripped her waist gently and shifted it around the water to line up with his shaft. He moved her body down on top of him, simultaneously sliding his cock into her slit quickly until it was all the way in. It was rough, but he knew she would like it in such a heated moment. She broke their kiss and leaned her forehead against his, taking a deep breath.

“Fuck…” She whispered against his lips then kissed him intensely for a quick moment. Her soft words passed over his lips once more. “Fuck me like nobody exists but us.”

Her hips gradually began to rock along his length, sliding her folds back and forth along his solid shaft. It was slow at first. Sensual, yet breath taking. Once their kissing resumed, however, it only fed more intensity into the moment.  Their lips moved together in tandem with one another’s. The sounds of smacking lips and heavy breathing filled the balcony air and as their pace increased, so did their subtle moaning. Chad slipped his hands behind the small of her back and pressed firmly with each thrust she made, helping her press against the resistance of the water.

Alexis broke the kiss and rested her cheek against his forehead, continuing to ride him hard with her eyes closed and captivated in the moment. Her moans grew louder, seemingly not caring about who was within earshot of a distance from them.

“Just… like… that….”

Her words were broken up with gradual panting in the heat of their lustful exchange. She would quickly lean in to give him another firm kiss then slid off of his cock to change positions. Grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the other side of the Jacuzzi, Alexis turned around to face the ledge and placed her elbows on the Jacuzzi walls. Her backside arched upward and out of the water in display for him, and she quickly invited him to take her with a lustful wink over her shoulder.

Chad gripped the side of her waist firmly and stood up out of the water. He guided his shaft back into her slit and thrusted it back and forth quickly, not wanting wasting any time. The steam of the Jacuzzi caused their skin to perspire with sweat in their intimacy. But it wouldn’t slow him down from claiming Alexis as his own. With the extravagant view of the city in front of them, Chad moved his hips quickly, sliding his length in and out of her lips and slapping his thighs against hers with a loud clap at the end of each thrust. Both of their eyes closed, a combination of heavy breathing and soft moans filled the air. Alexis quickly leaned in and bit one of her forearms as her orgasm hit her, overwhelming every inch of her body and forcing out muffled screams.  Her hips worked in tandem with Chad’s and clinched his cock tightly within her walls. His grip only tightened at the sound of her orgasm, firmly holding onto her waist. He quickly gave her ass a firm slap then leaned over her and rested a hand on the ledge of the Jacuzzi next to her arms. A strong wave of ecstasy pulsed through his veins from an orgasm of his own, causing his eyes to roll back slightly while a series of deep groans bellowed into the moonlight.

“S-shit…” He panted trying to catch his breath, leaning his forehead against her moist back and breathing heavily against her skin. Though his humor wasn’t lost one bit. The man bit the back of her shoulder, then gave her ass another firm slap. “If anyone took pictures I hope their nice enough to send us copies.” Chad kissed the middle of her back and chuckled. “Next time we can try the park. Might actually draw a crowd.”

Promotion Celebration

He opened the door to his condominium with a grin on his face. In his hand was a small box and a bottle of champagne that he picked up from the local store. Tonight was a rather special night in his mind. He was returning from work with his thoughts consumed by the promotion he just received at work. This called for a celebration, and he wasn’t very shy about spending a great deal of his bonus on his fiancé as part of that achievement.  The man walked into the living room that was adorned with some simple pieces of artwork, green shrubbery, and modern-style furniture that matched the long tan drapes that were wrapped up on either side of the window.  The view from his living room was nothing short of spectacular. A gorgeous city landscape that now glistened from the lights of the bustling city activity that basked in the pale blue moonlight.

Grayson progressed further while closing the door behind him, then scanned quickly over the room to find his red headed fiancé lounging on one of the couches while reading one of her romance novels. His steps across the room were slow and quiet, progressing further and further towards her. The woman was completely consumed by the content of her book that she didn’t even notice his presence until he stood directly in front of her and bent in to sneak a very brief kiss from her. He smiled against her lips then slipped the small box onto her lap.

“For you, hun. A little celebration gift.”

Her eyes widened at him for a moment then glanced toward the box before she slowly opened it. Inside was a sparkling gold necklace adorned with several emerald studs of various sizes across the front, forcing a gasp to escape from her while she flicked her attention back to Grayson.

“What do you mean?” She giggled for a moment with her gaze locked onto his eyes. Her face gleamed from the excitement. “What are we celebrating?”

He loosened up his yellow tie and draped it over the back of the beige love seat, simply winding down from a long day at the office. “I got promoted at work. You’re looking at the new face of marketing for the company.”

He spoke in a proud tone as a grin swept across his lips. Watching over her facial expressions and taking note of her reaction toward everything he had to offer: The news, the necklace, and the bottle of champagne that would let off a loud popping sound as he pressed the cork off with the force from his thumb.  Grayson made a quick walk to the kitchen and back with a couple of empty champagne flutes, then filled each one with the opulent, bubbly white wine. His hand stretched out to offer her a glass with a smile, which she would take and return a smile of her own.  Rebecca took a drink from her flute then stood up from the couch and wrapped one of her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a firm kiss, lingering in for a moment then whispered against his lips.

“I know a way we can celebrate.” She said softly then bit his lower lip gently and pulled it back in a seductive manner. “You seem so tense. I think you’ve been working a little too hard lately.”

Grayson smirked at her comments then set his glass down on the end table next to him. He peered into her eyes with a look of desire, then whispered against her neck before kissing it. “Maybe you could teach me how to relax.”

He laughed under his breath then slowly kissed her neck under her jawline, wrapping one of his arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him so their chests were touching. Rebecca ran her hands across Grayson’s chest then over his shoulders and gradually pushed his suit jacket off his torso and down to the floor to expose his white dress shirt underneath. She tilted her head a bit as he continued to kiss along her neck slowly, then untucked his dress shirt from his navy blue slacks before loosening up the buttons.  The shirt was tossed next to his suit jacket before they embrace once more, wrapping their arms around each other tightly then meeting their lips together for another kiss, moving them in tandem with each other in a lustful dance. His bare, goose-bump filled chest glowed lightly from the dim lamps that filled the living room. Grayson’s hands gently slid across the small of her back then down across her waist to grab the bottom of her t-shirt that she was wearing, giving it a light tug to slowly move it up over her chest, then over her head to display her bare breasts adorned with her excited nipples, along with her black laced panties that she was hiding underneath the length of her shirt.

He gradually moved her back onto the couch as their kissing continued. Their bare chests still clinging to one another, though Grayson’s hand would make every effort to take advantage of the moment and softly caress her breast with his hand. His thumb rubbed across her nipple to excite it even further, causing Rebecca to moan quietly against his lips in the heat of the moment.  His hand moved from her breast to the end table just behind Rebecca to press a button on a remote that turned on the stereo, sending waves of soft, sensual music echoing against the living room walls to add to the evening’s ambiance. Rebecca smiled wide just as she started to loosen up his belt quickly, then unbuttoned his pants enough to release their grip from his waist. Her knees bent to grip his slacks with her heels and wiggle his pants down his thighs to expose his boxers underneath, bulging in the front from his own lustful excitement.

The speed of their kissing increased from their shared desire for one another. As each second moved on their passion only intensified, overwhelming them both with anticipation that was made evident by the firm fast kisses and the heavy breathing against one another’s lips. Grayson slipped his hands down to her panties to slip them off aggressively, carelessly tossing them behind him onto the stereo. She wouldn’t hesitate to work his own boxers with her feet, pushing them down his thighs just enough to release their tension on his shaft and allow it to fling free, displaying his full length which he wouldn’t resist rubbing along her folds to tempt her further.  His hands slipped behind her waist before he grabbed his cock to guide it in, pumping it back and forth slowly and gently. His knees sat on the floor on the side of the couch, with his torso arched over Rebecca. Before long their passion grew intense once more, causing Grayson to move his shaft in and out of her walls briskly.

They broke their kiss finally as Rebecca dug her fingers into his back and let out a few sighs against his bare neck, soaking in the feeling of his length thrusting within her walls that clinched every inch of it. Her legs wrapped around Grayson’s waist as he moved his hips back and forth, kissing her neck once more and digging his fingers into the couch cushion. The man’s hands glided across Rebecca’s arms and moved them back over her head, gripping her wrists firmly and pinning them back onto the small pillow that her head rested on. The redhead let out a deep moan, closing her eyes and consumed by their passion. His cock sliding against her folds forcing her to breath heavier while Grayson continued to plant kisses along her neck line, then moved to lock lips with her once again.

Grayson gripped her waist firmly and twisted the both of them around so that he would be laying on his back on the floor. His cock remaining in her the whole time, she was now leaning over him and straddling his crotch.  Rebecca began to move her hips up and down to slide back and forth against his length, arching her back enough to steal a quick kiss. She sat up straight and rode him hard, moaning with every thrust down against his cock and letting out a clapping sound from her ass clapping against his thighs. Rebecca ran her fingers through her ginger hair, pulling some strands firmly above her head and flexing her breasts slightly.  Her actions only encouraged Grayson, spurring him to dig his heals into the carpet and moved his hips in sync with hers, gripping her waist firmly and letting out a few heavy sighs of his own into the room that was permeated with the smell of sweat and sex. He watched her face as he thrusted into her folds, then grinned wide as Rebecca uncontrollably moaned louder as intense waves of her orgasm crashed with her, causing her to roll her eyes back while she quickly moved her hips up and down against his cock.

Rebecca leaned over Grayson once more, running her fingers through his hair then softly kissed his lips. She slipped herself off of him and slid herself down a bit so her breasts were on top of his waist. Gripping his cock firmly then slowly stroking it and kissing his chest a few times with her gaze fixed on his facial expressions. Her pace increased to jerk him hard while she pointed his shaft toward her breasts, watching his face that reflected his own orgasm. Grayson let out a few deep sighs of his own just as he came, breathing heavily and releasing strings of sperm onto her breasts. Their eyes met each other’s once more with a wide grin over each of their faces. Both overwhelmed by the pleasure they shared. Both deeply satisfied from their lustful passion toward one another.