A Swift Reunion, Unfinished Business

The bell rings, and there he stands, the handyman from years past, his eyes scanning her body, igniting a familiar fire. She invites him in, wordlessly leading him to the bedroom. He pins her down, his rough hands roaming, making her gasp. They're a flurry of limbs and moans, his thick cock stretching her tight pussy, her nails digging into his back. They're close, so close, when a creaking floorboard outside the room freezes them mid-thrust, their hearts pounding, release denied, leaving them panting and craving more.

• quickie
• ex-lover

• Unknown