
Derrick Pierce's wife Laura waits on their bed, legs already apart, that easy grin daring him to come take what he wants. He pushes her thighs wider and drops his mouth between them, licking deep and greedy. Her taste hits him hard. She grabs his hair and pulls him closer. He works her clit until her hips buck and she comes hard against his tongue. Then he climbs up, shoves his cock inside while she’s still shaking, and fucks her like he’s starving. Skin slapping skin. Breath ragged. When he finally empties inside her, they both go off at once, loud and messy, bodies locked tight.
Derrick Pierce's wife Laura waits on their bed, legs already apart, that easy grin daring him to come take what he wants. He pushes her thighs wider and drops his mouth between them, licking deep and greedy. Her taste hits him hard. She grabs his hair and pulls him closer. He works her clit until her hips buck and she comes hard against his tongue. Then he climbs up, shoves his cock inside while she’s still shaking, and fucks her like he’s starving. Skin slapping skin. Breath ragged. When he finally empties inside her, they both go off at once, loud and messy, bodies locked tight.