Wifey!

Salome was raised to be a good wife. She keeps the house spotless, dinner hot and ready the second her man walks through the door. When the plates are cleared she drops to her knees, warm hands working the day’s tension out of his shoulders before her mouth takes over. She keeps him stiff, tongue circling the head, lips sliding deeper until he’s gripping her hair and pushing. He bends her over the couch, slides into her ass slow and deep, and she moans through every inch. Every thrust is harder than the last until he empties inside her. She stays bent for him, catching her breath, knowing she’ll do it all again tomorrow.