Sex Clips

They're supposed to be picking a place to eat, but Seth's eyes keep drifting to the lace barely covering Whitney's curves. One look turns into a stare, and next thing she's got him grinning like he just hit the jackpot. "Screw the reservation," he says, voice low. "I'd rather spread you out right here and eat you for dinner instead." She's laughing, playing it coy, but her thighs are already pressing together, and Seth's cocky smirk says he knows he's about to win this round—hard.