Timeless - Scene 2

The 1930s had swing, booze and dim lights. Queenie Sateen steps offstage, dress still clinging, and Seth Gamble is already hard. He grabs her waist, shoves the hem up, and slides his cock straight in. Queenie arches, wet as hell. She squirts the second his balls slap her clit—warm spray soaks his thighs, his pants, the rug. He doesn’t slow down. He drills deeper, thumb on her swollen button, working every drop out of her. The bed squeaks, her legs shake, another gush soaks the sheets. Seth keeps pounding, smirking like he owns the decade. By the time he finishes inside her, Queenie’s dripping down both their legs and grinning like she just headlined the whole damn night.