Cory Chase - Super Horny Fun Time

On the couch, in full view of the window, Marcus finally got Maisie’s sundress over her head. Her tits bounced free, nipples stiff from the cold apartment, and he didn’t waste a second—he had one in his mouth, sucking hard enough she let out a little laugh-shriek and slapped his shoulder. She shoved his shorts down next. His cock sprang out, already dripping at the tip. She wrapped her hand around him, gave it two long, slow strokes, then climbed on, knees straddling his hips. She sank straight down, wet and greedy, until he bottomed out. Marcus groaned, hands grabbing fistfuls of her ass. She rode him like that, rolling and grinding, every drop of her making slick little sounds against his thighs. He sucked her other nipple, teeth grazing, and she answered by clenching around him. Her skirt bunched up at her waist. Sweat rolled down her back. Every time the floorboard by the door creaked, they both froze, grinned, kept going. She reached between them, rubbed her clit, and her pussy fluttered around him. He bucked up to meet her, harder, faster, until she gasped and her legs started to shake. He filled her right after, pushing deep, his cock pulsing inside her as she rode out the last tremors and finally slumped against his chest with a giggle, sweaty, spent, and half-dressed.