Lena's eyes locked on Mark's stroking hand, her fingers still circling her swollen c**t. She licked her lips, that wicked grin spreading wider.
"Enough teasing, Mr. Married Man," she purred, voice dripping with command. She sat up suddenly, shoving his chest hard. Mark stumbled back onto the bed, surprised. Before he could react, she was on him, straddling his waist and pinning his wrists beside his head.
"My turn to play." She ground her dripping p***y along his throbbing c**k, coating his shaft in her slick juices but not letting him inside. Not yet. "You had your fun edging me downstairs. Now watch what this slut does to that dick."
Mark groaned, hips bucking up instinctively. "f**k, Lena..."
She slid down his body, kissing and biting a trail from his chest to his abs. Her t**s drag
