Scene Description:
Ann Marie's heart pounds as she hunts for the ideal wedding reception venue, her body already humming with forbidden heat. Rocco leads her across the sprawling grounds, his eyes raking over her curves, when she suddenly freezes. "Wait—haven't I seen you before?" she demands, voice thick with lust. "Maybe," he mutters. "Spring Break, five years ago," she growls, yanking her top down to unleash her full, heavy tits. "Don't you remember slamming tequila body shots straight off these perfect fucking tits?" Rocco's cock surges to life as the filthy memories crash back—the taste of salt on her skin, her moans echoing through that wild night.
