Loving Lara

She’s beautiful, sexy, sweet, warm—the kind of woman it’s easy to fall for. Tommy knows he’s lucky. He tries to savor every second. So he buries his face between her thighs and licks her cunt like he means it, because her soft moans shoot straight through him and turn him on. The wetter she gets, the hungrier she gets too, and she’s quick to wrap her lips around him in return. She sucks him deep, eyes half-closed, already picturing the exact moment she’ll climb up, straddle him, and sink down. He’s picturing it at the same time. That sweet, dirty loop of give-and-take keeps spinning tighter—her thighs trembling against his jaw, his cock throbbing inside her mouth—until she can’t wait any longer. She swings a leg over his hips, grips him at the root, and lowers herself with a slow, wet slide that makes them both gasp. That’s what it’s like to have Lara.