Molly Devon lounges on the couch, phone in hand, when her boyfriend’s friend drops by. With her boyfriend out, she invites him to wait. The visitor fiddles with the AC remote, cranking the heat to max. Molly, flustered, tries to cool the place down but struggles. He smirks, hinting he wants her to strip. Molly notices his excitement, tempting her to play along. She teases, asking him to keep it a secret as she starts to undress, her eyes flicking to his growing cock.
The room grows hotter, their breaths heavy. He watches, enraptured, as Molly’s clothes fall away. She turns, showing off her bare ass, whispering about how he could help her cool down. She winks, suggesting he could fuck her right there. The insinuation hangs in the air, thick and provocative. Molly leans back, spreading her legs slightly, hinting at the heat between her thighs.
His dick hardens further, straining against his zipper. Molly smirks, nodding towards his crotch. She murmurs about how he could fuck her, fill her completely. She hints at anal sex, at feeling him deep in her ass. The room’s heat is now a furnace, their desire palpable. Molly’s fingers trail down her body, dipping between her legs, teasing them both with the promise of fucking, of sweating and panting in sheer pleasure.
