Blanca lounged on her couch, her pussy already wet and dripping with anticipation as she felt undeniably horny. She picked up her phone and texted Steven: "Get over here. Now."
Steven arrived with that familiar smirk, leaning against the doorframe. "Couldn't wait for me, huh? What's got you so worked up tonight?"
"You, obviously," Blanca shot back, standing tall and pulling him inside. "But don't flatter yourself—I'm the one calling the shots. Think you can handle a woman who knows exactly what she wants?"
Steven chuckled, his eyes darkening. "Try me. I've got moves that might surprise even you."
Blanca didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees right there in the hallway, freeing his already hard cock and wrapping her lips around it for a deep blowjob. "Mmm, this is mine to enjoy," she murmured between sucks, her strong hands gripping his thighs.
He groaned, reaching down to grab her ass firmly as she worked him. Both soon found themselves sweating and panting, the air thick with heat. "God, Blanca, you're incredible at this," he panted, but she only responded with a wicked twist of her tongue.
Steven came hard moments later, shooting cum down her throat as his body shuddered. Blanca pulled back with a satisfied grin, wiping her lips. "Not bad for round one."
But as she stood and pressed against him, her voice low, she added, "The night's far from over—and I've got plans that will make this seem like foreplay."
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