The air in Elizabeth's sprawling bedroom was thick with heat, the morning light pouring through the tall windows and casting a soft glow across the polished marble floor. The curved couch beneath us was plush, cradling our naked bodies as we pressed together, her skin warm and soft against mine. Elizabeth lay back, her dark hair fanned out, her full breasts bare, her legs spread wide, inviting me with a bold, teasing grin. Her fingers parted her slick folds, and the sight of her—so open, so ready—lit a fire in my chest that drowned out everything else.
I didn't think twice. My body moved on instinct, my erection brushing against her entrance as I leaned in, pushing my cock slowly into her wet vagina.
"Arghhh…" I groaned, the sensation of her pussy enveloping my hardened cock sending a shudder through me. I settled over her in missionary, our bodies pressed close, her breasts soft against my chest as I braced myself on my elbows.
