A Face Worth Remembering

In the dimly lit room, a woman in her early thirties sat on the edge of the bed. She was dressed in a silky negligee that barely covered her ample breasts and left her long, toned legs exposed. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her green eyes sparkled with anticipation.

At the door, a man stood, his eyes taking in the sight of the woman before him. He was in his late twenties, with short blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and black pants, but his tie was already loosened, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone.

The woman stood and walked towards the man, her hips swaying seductively. She reached up and traced a finger down his chest, feeling the muscles beneath the fabric. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

The man’s hands went to the woman’s waist, pulling her close. He leaned down and captured her lips with his, his tongue exploring her mouth as she responded with equal passion.

The kiss deepened, and the man’s hands began to wander, caressing the woman’s curves and eliciting soft moans from her lips. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and causing her to shiver with pleasure.

With a flick of his fingers, the man undid the clasp of the woman’s negligee, letting it fall to the ground. She stood before him, naked except for her black lace panties. The man’s eyes took in the sight of her, his cock already hard with desire.

He reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. The woman gasped, her head falling back as she reveled in the sensation. The man leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.

The woman’s hands went to the man’s pants, undoing the button and zipper. She reached inside and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently. The man groaned, his hips thrusting forward as he sought more friction.

The woman pushed the man back onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She straddled him, her wet pussy rubbing against his hard cock. The man reached up and cupped her breasts, his fingers pinching and twisting her nipples.

The woman began to grind against the man, her moans growing louder as she felt herself getting closer to orgasm. The man’s hands went to her hips, guiding her as he thrust upwards, meeting her movements.

With a cry, the woman came, her pussy clenching around the man’s cock. The man continued to thrust, chasing his own release. With one final thrust, he came, his hot cum spilling onto the woman’s face.

The woman collapsed onto the man, her breathing ragged. The man wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they both came down from their high.

As they lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, the man leaned down and whispered in the woman’s ear. “You’re a face worth remembering.”

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