Backstage with Black Sonja

Black Sonja called Nick Lang for a pool repair. A part had failed and she wanted to cool off in the water before the heat got worse. From the moment she saw his lean frame, she felt that sharp tug between her legs. She slipped inside, peeled off her dress, and came back outside just as he finished the job. Both of them grinned at the steady ripple now crossing the surface. They slid straight into the chilled water, skin tightening at the sudden drop in temperature. Need still burned hotter than the afternoon sun. There was no doubt they were going to fuck. The only question was how deep, how hard, and how quickly he would take her ass. She turned, braced her palms on the pool edge, and offered herself without another word.