Horny In Her High Heels

Paige Owens straps on sky high heels and waits for it. Michael Stefano circles her like he already owns the room, then drops behind and starts working her ass with his tongue. She spreads wider, moaning into the sheets while her fingers dance over her swollen clit. He pushes in slow, stretching her open, and she hisses like the burn is exactly what she came here for. Each thrust makes her heels dig into the mattress, legs trembling. She rubs harder, chasing it, greedy. He grips her hips, slams deeper, and the filthy slap of skin against skin fills the dark. Her breathing turns ragged. Every time he bottoms out she pushes back, demanding more. He grunts something low, filthy, and she answers by clenching around him, tight and hot. The bed rocks under them and her slick fingers never stop moving, driving her right to the edge and past it. She comes shaking, heels scraping, ass still taking him, lips curled in a wicked smile because she knows he isn't finished yet.