Vanessa Has A Hungry Box

Nothing beats a day off that ends with a happy ending. Sun’s out, and there’s this gorgeous brunette bent over, all too happy to drop to her knees, wrap her lips around my cock, and give it the kind of attention that makes a guy’s eyes roll back. She licks lower, pushes my cheeks apart and buries her tongue right on my hole—wet, greedy, every flick sending sparks up my spine. Her hand cradles my balls, rolling them while she works, keeping me on edge until I can’t wait anymore. I haul her up, bend her over the kitchen counter, and sink into that slick pussy in one hard thrust. Walls grip me tight, perfect squelch every time my hips slam home. I pump until my nuts draw up tight and unload straight into her open cunt. Big, pulsing shots that fill her up and drip back out around my shaft. Leaks everywhere. I just stand there, half-laughing, trying to get my lungs working again, thinking—yeah, shit, this is the kind of afternoon you don’t turn down.