Moans spill into the air as the blonde’s tongue slides over the brunette’s neck, fingers tangled in dark curls. Her blue top rides up, exposing a heavy breast as she pushes the brunette onto the bed, legs parting wide. Mouth meets mouth, tongues wrestling, while one hand grips a firm ass and the other teases a nipple—no time for slow, just raw hunger. Ryan Keely straddles the brunette, grinding down as their bodies slick with sweat, hips rolling in perfect sync—until the brunette flips her onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head.
