Thick thighs part as she rolls onto her back, lace bra riding up just enough to tease the swell of her tits. Dark hair spills across the pillow while her mouth swallows him to the root, throat fluttering around the shaft. Fingers dig into his hips as she pulls him deeper, cheeks hollowing with each slow thrust. The window behind them casts soft light on her flushed face, mascara smudging just enough to make her look wrecked. Sara Diamante grips the sheets with one hand, the other clawing at his ass to keep him buried inside her mouth as he pumps between her lips.
