She was starving for cock. Panties soaked through, no underwear at all—just that greedy fucking mouth watering when she saw his size. Hands shaking as he unzips himself right there in the kitchen doorway. She pins him against the cabinets, tits pressed to his chest while her lips wrap around him like a vice. Then—oh—she turns around slow enough to make you swallow twice: ass up on the countertop with those stockings clinging to her thighs like they’re trying to stop her from taking it harder than ever before.
