Midnight Handjob In The Dark Catches Them Off Guard

Dim lamplight barely catches the curve of her spine as she leans over him on the couch. Fingers wrap around his shaft, thumb pressing the tip before sliding down slow. She speeds up, her wrist rolling in tight circles, her breath hitching as his hips twitch. The couch cushions sink under his weight, her other hand gripping his thigh to steady herself. Every few strokes she pulls back just enough to tease, then dives down again. His cock glistens where she’s worked him, her grip getting greedier by the second.