Elena, a sharp-tongued architect with curves that commanded attention, leaned against her penthouse bar as Marcus arrived, his eyes already hungry. "Took you long enough," she quipped, swirling her wine. "I've been dripping wet thinking about turning that cock of yours into something useful tonight."
Marcus grinned, stepping closer. "And here I thought your pussy was the main event. What's the plot twist, Elena?"
"My ass is the star," she replied, voice laced with wit. "Pussy's overrated when you can make a man pant like a dog in heat. Strip, or I'll do it myself and leave you horny and hard."
She dropped to her knees first, delivering a teasing blowjob that left him throbbing and sweating. "Mmm, that's it," she murmured between licks. "Get nice and ready for my ass."
Elena stood, turned, and bent over the couch, spreading herself. "Fuck my ass now," she ordered, strong and unyielding. "Make it count."
Marcus thrust in deep, her tight heat gripping him as her pussy dripped onto the floor. They moved in rhythm, panting and groaning, her witty barbs turning to moans. "Harder, you bastard—show my ass some real love."
He came with a shudder, flooding her with cum as she climaxed around him, both sweating and spent. Elena smirked over her shoulder. "That was just the warm-up, lover—next time, we're making this ass truly ours."
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