Squirting & Flirting

Valerica Steele struts in lacy black lingerie that barely covers anything. She grins at the camera, thumbs hooked under the straps like she's deciding whether to lose them. Her hand dips between her legs for a lazy, teasing rub that turns slick fast. She giggles when her breathing skips. The door creaks open and Lucas Frost walks in, eyes dropping straight to the spot her fingers are busy on. In two seconds flat they’re tangled, her hips snapping to meet his first rough thrust. She gasps something filthy, he answers with a grin and drives deeper, both of them laughing like they’ve already won.