Early morning in our seaside hotel room — the last day of our secret escape. I wore only white lace panties, my body hot and aching, arching slowly under the touch of sunlight.
He emerged from the shower, droplets sliding down his chest, cock hard as stone. His eyes burned with pure desire.
I knelt, taking him deep into my mouth, tasting every inch until he pulled me up and bent me over the bed.
His thrusts were deep and hungry, my moans mixing with the sound of our bodies. We moved onto the bed, where he took me until my legs gave out.
Hot streams spilled over my soft, wet, lightly hairy pussy, warmth dripping down my skin.
Forbidden. Intense. Unforgettable.
