Bedroom Creampie After Yakitori Date Tease

Wooden table scarred from hot platters, her fingers pinch glistening chicken skin, sauce dripping onto rice. Black sleeves hug slim arms, face blurred but lips part around bites in dim restaurant glow. Cut to leather chair, socked foot dangles, body slouched casual. Then bed: white duvet bunches under weight, bare skin presses into mattress fabric, hands clutch sheets tight. Knees tuck high, ass lifts smooth against intruding hardness—texture of yielding flesh meets rigid thrust. Sweat beads on curves, fabric sticks damp, her soles flex white as hips rock relentless. Pussy grips firm, inner walls pulse hot around cock, building to shuddering release that soaks the linens deep.