Queen's Pawn

Chess match goes south fast. Destiny sprawls her curvy ass across that square table, moving pawns without a fucking clue while Charles watches her tits shake. He spots an opening and plays dumb himself, flicks her sweat pants down with one quick move. Her fingers keep picking off his socks first. Smart play dies right there. She slides that queen between her wet thighs and grinds when she takes his knight. Wins the whole damn thing? Fuck that. He ditches the board and pins her bent knees back, cock already pushing into the glossy wet folds while she moans that checkmate still stings. The chess set rocks off the table, kings tumbled aside, both clenching, her second orgasm bursting quick as his balls slap against her spread pussy lips. Last pawn drops. He fills her up, grinning like he never forgot where the real endgame sat between her legs.