The damp night air whipped across the penthouse balcony as Oscar pulled Isabelle towards him, his lips hungrily claiming hers. With her just returning from being out of the country for a few months, this intimate reunion held an extra frisson of tension and release.
"Oh, babe," Isabelle moaned as his fingers circled her c**t, causing her to writhe against the balcony’s rail. Her moans grew louder as he plunged first one, then two fingers into her tight p***y.
"You like that, don't you?” Oscar growled, his voice low and gravelly with desire. "You like it when I f**k you with my fingers."
She could only nod, her breath hitching as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building, the pleasure coiling tight in her belly.
He continued to finger her, in
