The air in the bedroom hung thick with anticipation, a silent promise whispered between Mike and Lindsey. He watched as she adjusted the strap of her lacy black negligee, the soft light catching the curve of her natural, A-cup breasts. No tattoos marred her pale skin, a blank canvas for his touch.
"Ready?" she breathed, her voice a husky invitation. Mike simply nodded, pulling her close. His hands roamed her body, paying homage to every inch of her. His fingers gently caressed her pussy, teasing her clit until she gasped.
The first touch of his tongue against her skin sent shivers down her spine. He tasted her thoroughly, rimming her until she was a quivering mess. "Oh, Mike..." she moaned, her hands tangling in his hair.
He moved to the other end, eager to taste him too. She wanted to feel every inch of his big cock. She slowly sucked him deep, all the way to the hilt, her throat a warm, welcoming embrace. "You like that, baby?" she purred, her eyes half-closed. Mike simply groaned in response, his hips bucking against her.
The bj continued, a dance of pleasure and passion. Lindsey's lips and tongue worked their magic, driving him closer and closer to the edge. He watched her, her blonde hair framing her flushed face, a vision of pure lust.
He pulled her close, whispering promises in her ear. He knew she loved being watched, being desired. He knew she loved his deepthroat. They are verified models and like to do a soft, yet rough scene. It was their naughty time. A very naughty one.
"I love you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
"I love you more," he replied, sealing his words with a kiss, a promise of more passion to come.
