Cleaning Up Her Act

Lucas (Isiah Maxwell) storms out his front door after spotting the yolk splattered all over his siding. Foot stomp, veins out, pure rage. Thanks to the doorbell cam he knows the crime traces right back to his next-door neighbor, the eighteen-year-old smoke-show Jodie (Summer Col). He tracks her down, lays out the rules: the outside's already scrubbed, so she either spruces up his inside or he rings her folks. She shrugs and steps over the threshold carrying a bucket. First she wipes baseboards. Then Lucas 'trips' with a glass and dumps cold water straight down her tank. Fabric clings to perky tits, dark nipples poking like they want revenge. She peels off the drenched shirt and shorts, left rocking black lace bra and thong, and keeps scrubbing with that water dripping off her ass. He watches, zipper fighting for its life, then corners her by the couch: "Suck my cock instead and we both walk away clean." Jodie bites her lip, yanks his pants open. She spits on the swollen head, swallows half of it fast, bobbing until her gag spits strings onto her chin. Lucas peels the bra away, twists her nipples, bends her over the armrest. He drags soaked thong aside and drives his thick length in raw, splitting that tight, slippery pussy with hard, fast strokes that slap skin. Sweat pops, wood creaks, she bucks back meeting every thrust like her grades depend on it. He flips her onto the cushions, pins ankles wide, rails her until her squeals hit the ceiling. When he finally shoots hot ropes inside, cum dripping back out onto the leather, he slaps her ass and grins: trouble averted, both of them grinning, naughty debts paid in full.