Fishnet Fantasy

Lilu Moon kicks off the fun like she owns the place—sly little smile, leg stretched just so. That fishnet sock slides up and down Lutro’s cock in lazy strokes, the lace digging little patterns into his skin while he stiffens beneath her. She keeps her eyes on his face the whole time, cocking one eyebrow like she’s daring him to crack first. When he’s thick and twitching, she turns, spreads, and backs onto him slow—inch after slick inch disappearing into her tight ass until she bottoms out and sighs like the weight just lifted. She rolls her hips forward and back, savoring every drag. Lutro grabs a handful of her and starts thrusting harder, skin slapping, her moans coming in short, sharp bursts between breathy laughs. She takes everything he gives her and grins through the shudders, toe-curling and wicked and completely in charge of the ride.