Luna, dressed in a tiny black thong leotard and knee-high socks, began her capoeira session. Her movements were fluid and graceful as she effortlessly twirled and kicked her partner, Angelo. Their bodies were pressed together, sweat-slicked skin sliding against each other.
As the rhythm of the music increased, so did the intensity of their movements. Luna's leotard began to ride up, exposing the bottom of her ass crack. She didn't seem to notice or mind as she continued to dominate Angelo.
Suddenly, she spun around and mounted him, her pussy rubbing against his rock-hard cock. "Fuck," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She stared into his eyes, her own filled with lust, and began grinding her hips back and forth against him. "Do you like that?" she panted, feeling the heat between them intensifying. With a low groan, he pushed her hair out of her face and deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers in a fiery display of passion.
