Treats for the Fan!

Toby trails Aletta from city to city, caught in the pull of that black hair and those impossible curves. She notices. She sends the invitation. When he arrives she greets him at the door wearing nothing but a wicked smile. He drops to his knees, hungry, and takes her nipple into his mouth. She pulls him up by the hair and pushes him toward the bedroom. Clothes fall. His tongue works between her legs while her tits press together above him. Soon she’s on all fours, moaning as he drives deep into her ass. She meets every thrust, back arched, mouth open. When he’s close she turns, takes him in her throat, then leans back so he can paint her face in thick white ropes. The look in her eyes says the fan just became her favorite plaything.