Mike slammed the door after his endless workday, tension coiling in his gut. 'Emma, I'm home and feeling damn horny,' he announced, voice thick. Emma sauntered from the shadows, robe slipping off one shoulder, her gaze sharp. 'Horny? How original. But let's be clear—I set the pace tonight, or you can take your frustrations elsewhere.' She pulled him close, their banter sparking. 'Prove you're worth my time, or I'll send you back to that office with blue balls.' Mike's hands roamed, discovering her wet and dripping pussy and ass, instantly making his cock hard. 'God, you're soaked—pussy and ass both dripping for me.' Emma laughed, witty and unyielding. 'Dripping? That's your cue to worship, not gloat. Now kneel to my level.' She guided him down but took charge, delivering a passionate blowjob, her tongue teasing his hard cock with expert flicks. 'Taste how much control I have,' she murmured, pausing to smirk. Sweat beaded on their skin as they grew sweating and panting heavily. 'Panting already, Mike? My blowjob too much for your long day?' she teased, lips wrapping again. 'Your wit and that mouth—unfair,' he gasped. The rhythm intensified until Mike came, shooting cum all over in an explosive release, their bodies slick and breaths ragged.
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