Luz de la mañana sobre su piel

The first rays of dawn spilled through the high studio windows, painting warm gold across the massage table where Elena lay naked on her stomach, her full breasts pressed into the soft sheet and her round ass slightly raised. My cock was already throbbing in my loose pants as I stood over her with the palette in hand, the air thick with the scent of linseed oil and her warm skin. Tension crackled between us; she had booked me as her private model for this sunrise session, but the way her eyes kept drifting to the bulge in my pants told me we both wanted more than paint on canvas.

"Morning already feels filthy, doesn't it?" Elena murmured, her voice husky from sleep, cheek resting on her folded arms. She shifted her hips, letting her thighs part just enough to show the glistening pink slit of her pussy. "I've been wet since I woke up thinking about you standing there... hard for me."

I set the brushes down, heart hammering. "You booked the studio for art, Elena. But if you keep teasing me with that juicy ass, I'm not gonna last another minute pretending."

She laughed softly, a low sound that went straight to my dick. "Then don't pretend. Touch me. Fuck me right here while the light's still soft like this. I need it."

I stripped fast, my thick cock springing free, heavy and veined, already leaking at the tip. The massage table creaked as I climbed over her, knees bracketing her thighs. My palms slid up her back, feeling the heat of her skin, the faint shiver that ran through her when my fingers dug into the flesh of her shoulders. No slow warm-up. I gripped her hips, yanked them higher, and thrust my cock straight into her tight, dripping pussy in one long stroke.

"Oh fuck... yes," she gasped, fingers clutching the sheet. Her walls clenched around me, hot and silky, sucking me deeper. "Deeper, Marcus. Fill me up."

I started pounding her hard and fast, the table rocking beneath us, skin slapping wetly against skin. Each thrust made her ass ripple, her moans echoing off the studio walls. The morning sun warmed our joined bodies, sweat already beading between her shoulder blades. I reached under her, grabbing one heavy tit, pinching the stiff nipple while my hips snapped forward again and again.

"God, your pussy's gripping me so tight," I growled near her ear, breath hot on her neck. "You feel that? How deep I'm buried in you?"

Elena pushed back against me, meeting every stroke, her voice breaking. "Yes... harder. Make me feel every inch of that big cock. I'm so close already..."

I flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion, never pulling out. Now face to face, her legs wrapped high around my waist as I drove into her again. Her tits bounced with each powerful thrust, nipples dark and begging. I leaned down, sucking one into my mouth while grinding my pelvis against her swollen clit. The new angle made her cry out, back arching clean off the table.

"Marcus... I'm gonna cum," she whimpered, nails raking down my back. Her pussy fluttered wildly around my dick, squeezing in rhythmic pulses that dragged me right to the edge with her. "Cum inside me. Please. Fill me while the sun's watching."

The words pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and erupted, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming pussy. She shattered at the same moment, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm milked every drop from me. We rode the waves together, bodies locked and trembling, the wet sounds of our joined sex filling the quiet studio.

Afterward, I collapsed beside her on the wide table, pulling her into my arms. The morning light had climbed higher, softening the edges of the room. Our breathing slowed, skin cooling where sweat had slicked us together. I traced lazy circles on her hip, feeling the last little aftershocks ripple through her.

"Best morning session I've ever had," Elena whispered, turning her face into my neck, lips brushing my skin. "Think we ruined the pose for the painting though."

I chuckled, kissing her damp forehead. "We'll just have to start over tomorrow. Same time. Same table."

She smiled against me, voice sleepy and content. "Promise?"

"Promise."

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