Michael Lucas grips Andrea Suarez’s hips, his tattooed arms flexing as he pins her against the rough wood, while her dark hair falls forward as he works his tongue deep into her mouth. His fingers slide between her thighs, finding her slick and ready, as she moans into the kiss, her body arching slightly against the outdoor structure. The air between them is thick with the sound of wet suction and the rough rasp of his breath against her skin.
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