Suck my tits and then bend me over

Copper hair spills across her shoulders as she arches her back, pulling you closer with a look that leaves no room for hesitation.

Your mouth finds her skin, warm and insistent, her fingers pressing into the back of your neck — holding you exactly where she wants you.

Then she turns, one slow deliberate movement, bracing herself and glancing back at you over her shoulder, red hair curtaining one eye, waiting.