Chapter 131: The Heated Dressing Room l (R-18)
My chest heaved as I caught my breath, my hands still gripping Sara’s hips, her body pressed against the door.
"Ahh... sighh..." I exhaled, the heat of the moment lingering like a haze. Her white gown was still bunched around her waist, her skin flushed and warm under my touch.
"Ahh... so good, Ezra..." Sara huffed, her voice soft and breathy, a satisfied smile curving her lips. She leaned back against the door, her body trembling slightly from the intensity we’d just shared.
I pulled back slowly, my dick sliding out of her pussy, and a few drops of our mingled juices hit the hardwood floor with a faint *drip*.
She straightened up, turning to face me, her naked body framed by the crumpled gown hanging around her hips. Her full naked boobs looked so hot, spilling out above the fabric, and her thighs dripping with my cum and her juices. The sight made my throat tighten, my pulse still racing.
"See?" she said, her voice low and teasing, her eyes locking onto mine. "There’s so much heat in you for me, too." Her hand drifted down, fingers brushing over her pussy, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles.
She lifted her hand, her fingers glistening with the slick thick heat, and brought them to her lips, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate swipe of her tongue.
I swallowed hard, a low flush creeping across my cheeks as I watched her, caught between shock and the undeniable pull of her.
"Sara..." I muttered, my voice hoarse, unsure what to say.