Outside the room, through the big window, the day looked peaceful and beautiful, sunlight filtering through green trees, birds flitting across the garden pond, a gentle breeze rustling leaves. But inside, we were the opposite: sweaty, filthy, tongues battling, moans muffled against each other's lips, her thick thighs squeezing my hips, my hard cock grinding against her soft belly.
I broke the kiss slowly, our lips separating with a wet sound, a thin strand of saliva connecting us for a second before breaking. I looked down at her, face flushed, mouth open and panting, eyes dark with lust, and knew exactly what came next.
I stood up slowly from her body, rising to my full height in front of her.
