My dreams!

They walked the path, hands brushing, talking in low voices about nothing—work, the weather—until they reached a secluded spot by the water's edge, hidden by reeds. Alex tugged her down onto the grass, mouth crashing against hers. The kiss was messy, urgent, tongues tangling as his fingers fumbled with her button-fly.

"Been dreaming about your dick," he admitted between breaths, shoving her jeans down her hips. Her cock sprang free, already thickening in the cool air, veins pulsing. He wrapped his hand around it, stroking slow from base to tip, thumb smearing the bead of pre-cum.

Elena groaned, arching into his touch. "Show me how much." She guided his head down, and he didn't hesitate, lips parting to take her in. His mouth was hot, wet, sucking with a rhythm that made her toes curl. He bobbed shallow at first, tongue flicking the slit, then deeper, throat relaxing to swallow more. Gagging a little, he pulled back, strings of spit connecting them, before diving in again, cheeks hollowing.

Her pussy ached, empty and slick. She reached between her legs, fingers dipping into the wetness, circling her clit while he worked her shaft. The dual sensations built fast—his suction pulling moans from her chest, her own hand thrusting in and out.

"Fuck, Alex... yeah, just like that." She tangled fingers in his hair, holding him steady as she fucked his face gently, hips rolling. He hummed around her, the vibration shooting sparks up her spine.