Moving In Tips

Bree wiped the counter in her tight black leather miniskirt. The moving guys stumbled in swearing, shoulders straining under her white couch. It was no ordinary sofa; it had seen plenty of hard use. She turned, gave them a slow smile, and said they deserved more than what was on the meter. She knelt first, took both cocks out, licked and sucked until they were stiff and ready. One man pulled her skirt up, found her already wet. He bent her over the couch and sank into her pussy. The second guy pressed his wet head against her tight ass and eased inside. They filled her, front and back, moving in steady rhythm. Bree moaned, hips rocking between them. When the first guy pulled out he painted her belly button ring in thick white spurts. The second came straight down her throat, and she swallowed every drop.