Freya Parker and Seth Gamble reached the hostel for their vacation. He dropped hints the whole ride—he wanted more than friendship. She brushed them off, said she needed rest, told him to crash in his own room. Once he left, Freya stripped fast. She sprawled on the bed, fingers working between her legs, moans rising quick. She never heard the door crack. Seth stood there frozen, watching her naked body arch and shake. His hand slipped inside his jeans, stroking slow at first, then harder. The door creaked. Freya’s eyes snapped to the doorway, catching him mid-stroke, cock out, watching her. She flushed. He didn’t flinch. Told her there was nothing to hide. They were on vacation. Vacation meant feeling good. No rules. They lay side by side on her bed, legs brushing, hands busy. Freya watched him pump, then offered, “Let me help.” She slid down, took his cock in her mouth, wet him deep. Then she climbed on. They fucked like the walls could hear. Vacation off to a hell of a start.
Freya Parker and Seth Gamble reached the hostel for their vacation. He dropped hints the whole ride—he wanted more than friendship. She brushed them off, said she needed rest, told him to crash in his own room. Once he left, Freya stripped fast. She sprawled on the bed, fingers working between her legs, moans rising quick. She never heard the door crack. Seth stood there frozen, watching her naked body arch and shake. His hand slipped inside his jeans, stroking slow at first, then harder. The door creaked. Freya’s eyes snapped to the doorway, catching him mid-stroke, cock out, watching her. She flushed. He didn’t flinch. Told her there was nothing to hide. They were on vacation. Vacation meant feeling good. No rules. They lay side by side on her bed, legs brushing, hands busy. Freya watched him pump, then offered, “Let me help.” She slid down, took his cock in her mouth, wet him deep. Then she climbed on. They fucked like the walls could hear. Vacation off to a hell of a start.
