A quick screw on the vanity

Scars works at his belt, unbuckling it and then unbuttoning his trousers. You pull him back towards the vanity, kissing him and distracting him. Your butt hits the vanity and you let go of him. You pull your skirt up to your waist and hop up to sit on the vanity.

Scars lowers his trousers, his hard cock springing free, and he kisses you on the mouth. His tongue pushes between your lips and fences with your tongue. You pull back, moan as you feel him part your knees and step up between your thighs. His hard prick thumps against the wood of the vanity.

"Miss me, baby?" Scars asks and takes his prick in hand.

"What do you think?" you reply and pull your panties to the side to expose the swollen, damp folds of your cunt.

Scars teases your slit with the his cock, smearing your juices across the head. He grins at you and takes hold of your waist, then thrusts in you until the vanity slams against his legs. His cock fills you completely and his balls slap against your pink asshole.

The handsome half-elf pumps his prick in and out of your cunt, kissing your neck or your lips, holding tight to your waist with one hand and fumbling at your corset with the other. You help him, popping open the clasps of the white leather so that your big tits spill out. He dips his head down and sucks a nipple, sending bolts of pleasure through your body as sure as his thrusting cock against your clit.

"Oh gods," you moan and lean back with your head against the vanity's silver mirror.

Your tits jiggle and bounce with each of Scars' thrusts. He smiles down at you and then looks lower, watching his slippery shaft gliding easily in and out of your wet cunt. You can feel an orgasm building, your muscles tightening and your thighs beginning to shake. You cry out and throw your head back. You flatten your palms against the vanity and close your eyes, riding a wave of pleasure as Scars laughs and pounds his throbbing prick into your hungry slit.

You can feel his cock swelling inside you, his balls tightening against your ass. You know he is close to cumming as well. You open your eyes, gauzy with pleasure, and look at him.

"You going to cum for me, Scars?" you give him a saucy smile.

Sweat drips from his forehead and splashes against your breast. His thrusts are steady and deep, sloshing inside your wet cunt.

"Yes," he pants. "Where would my beautiful lady like it?"