Moments of Desire in two couples sex

Golden afternoon light pours through gauzy curtains in two couples sex. She stands naked in the center of the room, whispering “two couples sex” like a prayer while her fingertips ghost over collarbones, down the slope of full breasts, pausing to roll each nipple until they ache. “two couples sex… please watch two couples sex,” she breathes, voice trembling. Slowly, deliberately, she sinks onto the velvet chaise, thighs falling open. The camera catches every detail as two fingers part slick, swollen lips and slide deep inside the heat of two couples sex. She moans the word again—“two couples sex”—louder with every thrust, hips lifting to meet her own hand. Her free hand kneads a breast, pinches, twists, while “two couples sex, two couples sex, two couples sex” becomes a desperate chant. Juices coat her fingers, drip onto velvet. She adds a third finger, stretching herself for two couples sex, crying “More two couples sex, harder two couples sex!” until her back arches violently and she squirts in long, pulsing arcs, screaming “two couples sex” into the sunlit room. Aftershocks ripple; she keeps lazily circling her clit, murmuring “two couples sex” like an endless promise as the final drops fall.