Let Me Borrow Your Car

Hazel Heart struts right up and lays her cards on the table: she needs Jon Rogue's car and she's ready to earn it on the spot. She peels off her top, wraps those soft tits around his stiff cock and starts stroking him with nothing but warm flesh and dirty little grins. Every pump gets him harder, hotter. When his dick is slick and throbbing, Hazel drops to her knees and slides him straight down her throat, gagging just enough to milk extra spit down her chin. Jon grips her hair, hips rolling with that slick, sloppy sound echoing off the walls. A couple deep plunges later he's grunting and unloading straight onto her tongue, thick spurts she swallows with a wink, keys jingling into her palm a second later.