What We Do in London

A night in a London hotel room, just me and Oscar, lost in each other and the filthy fun we love. I start by wrapping my lips around his cock, teasing him, sucking him deep while my big tits spill out of my lingerie. My body is wrapped in sheer nylon, a suspender belt hugging my waist, stockings stretching over my legs, my high heels still on as I give him exactly what he wants. I straddle his face, grinding against his tongue, letting him taste every inch of me. He fucks me hard from his perspective, the camera capturing my body spread out beneath him, taking every inch. I grab the camera myself, holding it as he pounds me from behind, my hands gripping the sheets, the sound of skin on skin as he spanks my ass. He stands, pulling me up with him, fucking me against the bed, nothing but raw, passionate, amateur pleasure. No plan, no performance, just us, completely lost in the moment.