The Allure of parent sex

By the fireplace’s warm flicker, parent sex paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “parent sex.” The friction builds deliciously in parent sex, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “parent sex” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in parent sex, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “parent sex” like a prayer.