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The air in the dim studio was thick with tension. My gaze drifted to her lips as she bent over for the tripod, and I felt my cock already starting to stiffen in my jeans. Anna turned around, her eyes flashing with that familiar spark, her fingers accidentally brushing my hand, sending a hot wave across my skin.

"So, Alex," she said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "since we're all alone here, how about a game of truth or dare? Like the old days."

I smirked, feeling her closeness wrap around me. The studio was small: the soft glow of softboxes fell on the white cyc wall, pillows and blankets scattered on the floor for shoots, an old leather couch tucked in the corner. We hadn't seen each other in almost a year since that messy breakup, but the spark hadn't gone anywhere.

"Only if you're honest," I replied, sitting closer. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Anna breathed, locking eyes with me. Her blouse had slipped open a bit, showing off the cleavage between her tits.

"Kiss me. Like you used to."

She didn't wait. She leaned in, her palm landing on my chest, her lips meeting mine—soft at first, then deeper. Our tongues collided, and the kiss turned wet, hungry in an instant. I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her into me, feeling her nipples already hard beneath the thin fabric.

“嗯……”她对着我的嘴呻吟。“你还是这么他妈的爱挑逗。”

My hands went for her blouse on their own. I undid the buttons one by one, revealing a lace bra underneath. Anna arched her back, helping me peel it off. Her tits landed in my palms—heavy, warm, with dark nipples I immediately took into my mouth.

"Oh, Alex..." she gasped, threading her fingers through my hair. "Suck them... harder..."

I licked and nibbled until she started whimpering softly. Her hand slid down, wrapped around my rock-hard cock through my jeans, and squeezed.

"I need to feel you," Anna whispered. "Get everything off."

We shed our clothes fast. Her skirt dropped to the floor, followed by my jeans. She stood in front of me in nothing but black panties, already soaked through. I pulled them down, ran my fingers along her slick pussy. Anna shuddered.

"You're so fucking wet..." I said, tracing a finger between her lips.

“因为你，”她喘着粗气回答。“躺在沙发上。”

我照做了。安娜立刻跨坐在我身上，面对着我，她湿漉漉的小穴贴着我的鸡巴。她开始慢慢地磨蹭，把她的爱液涂满整根肉棒。

"Remember how we used to do this?" she asked, staring into my eyes.

"I remember every second," I answered, gripping her firm ass.

She lifted up, took my cock in her hand, and slowly sank down onto it. Her hot, tight pussy swallowed me completely. We both groaned.

"Fuck... that feels so good..." Anna exhaled, starting to move. Her tits bounced in front of my face, and I caught one nipple between my lips, sucking hard.

She picked up the pace, her wet sounds filling the studio—squelching, skin slapping against skin, her ragged breathing. I held her hips, helping her ride me deeper.

"Deeper, Alex... fuck me deeper..." she moaned, throwing her head back.

I flipped her onto her back without pulling out. Now I was on top. Anna's legs wrapped around my waist. I started pounding her with strong, steady thrusts, feeling her walls clench around my cock.

"Yeah... just like that... don't stop..." she whispered, raking her nails down my back.

Her clit ground against my pubic bone with every stroke. I watched her eyes glaze over, her breath hitching.

"I'm close... Alex... I'm gonna cum..." she cried out.

Her pussy started pulsing hard, squeezing me in waves. Anna arched off the couch, her body trembling, a long, sweet moan tearing from her throat. I kept thrusting, drawing out her orgasm until she went limp beneath me.

But I wasn't done yet. I pulled my cock out, slick with her juices, and knelt by her face.

"Open that mouth," I said quietly.

Anna smiled, licked her lips, and obediently opened. I slid into her warm mouth. She started sucking right away—deep, sloppy, her lips gripping the base. Her tongue swirled around the head, her eyes locked on mine while I fucked her throat.

"That's it... suck it harder..." I growled.

She wrapped her hand around my balls, massaging them, and sped up the bobbing of her head. I couldn't hold back. A hot stream of cum shot into her mouth. Anna didn't pull away—she swallowed every last drop, still gently sucking until I went soft.

我们躺在沙发上，喘着粗气。她的头靠在我的胸口，手指懒洋洋地在我肚子上画着图案。

"我只是来帮忙调整拍摄灯光……"她轻声窃笑。

“你帮的远不止这些，”我回答，吻了吻她的头顶。

“那下次我再‘帮忙’，”安娜低声说，贴得更近。“如果我们再玩真心话大冒险的话。”

Her fingers were already drifting lower, and I knew the night in the studio was just getting started.