Take It Slow

Audrey doesn’t let Juan rush. She steps back when he leans forward, makes him wait while she slips out of her clothes. Slow. Intentional. She wants him to feel every second stretch. When they finally touch, it’s on her terms. She pulls him onto the bed, takes his cock in her hand, strokes once, then slides down to take him deep in her mouth. Her lips seal tight. She works her throat, lets spit run down his shaft, pushes farther until she gags and stays there. Juan groans. She pulls back slow, then drives down again until her nose presses his skin. He tries to thrust. She plants a hand on his hip, holds him still. Then she swings her leg over his face and sinks down onto his tongue. Sixty-nine. Wet sounds fill the room. Audrey grinds while she sucks, moaning around his cock as he eats her. When her thighs start to shake she lifts off, turns, and sinks onto him. Cowgirl. She rides at her own pace, grinding deep before she starts to bounce. Each thrust knocks a sound out of her. Juan grips her hips. She slaps his hand away, leans in, takes him all the way again and again until sweat beads on her spine. He watches her eyes roll back, listens to the wet slap of skin, waits for the moment she finally lets him have more. 2019. Audrey Noir. Juan Lucho.