In their sleek downtown apartment, Lena stretched out on the velvet couch, her gaze piercing as James hovered nearby, already shifting with restless energy. "Lena," he said, voice low and edged with need, "I want you to instruct me—finger commands for my ass. Tease it, stretch it, make me follow every step." She arched a brow, lips curving in a sharp smile. "Bold request from a man who usually talks big. Think you can handle my orders without crumbling, or will that hard cock of yours betray you first?" Lena rose, circling him like a predator. "Fine. Pants off. Tease that ass—circle it slow, feel the heat build." James obeyed, breath hitching as she watched, her own pussy growing wet and dripping with anticipation. "Now slide one finger in. Play with it, twist nice and deep." Her voice sharpened with wit. "That's it—don't rush, or I'll make you start over." He panted, adding a second finger on her command. "Play two fingers now. Stretch that ass a little more—three slow pumps." Sweat beaded on his skin as she commanded the third round, her tone commanding yet seductive. "Try three fingers, James. Add one more—feel how it opens you." Horny tension crackled as she stripped, revealing her curves. "Fuck them in and out, slow then fast. Harder." The room filled with their panting; she pulled him close for a teasing blowjob, her mouth working his cock until he came, cum spilling as she rode the explosive rhythm, her strong hands guiding every thrust into an intense, shared climax.
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