A day too long

Zack drags himself home after another brutal shift at the mill, shoulders knotted, brain fogged. Nesty waits inside. She peels off his shirt, drops to her knees, and wraps her full tits around him, stroking him warm and slick between them. Her tongue flicks the tip, teasing, then she opens wide and takes him down her throat. Slow, wet sucks. When he’s throbbing, she stands, turns, and bends over the couch. Zack grips her hips and pushes in deep. Her ass bounces with every thrust, heavy tits swinging. The rhythm turns rough, skin slapping, her moans getting louder. He pulls her tight against him, drives to the hilt, and spills inside her. Thick cum leaks out around his cock as he stays buried, both of them finally breathing easy.