
Grand opening day. Jason arrives with his wife on his arm, and one glance confirms she once shared his bed. The past hangs between them for a heartbeat, then breaks when Gizelle walks in. Her full breasts strain the silk of her dress, and her dark hair swings free. She smiles, slow and sure, and Jason follows her into the suite. She drops to her knees first. Warm breath, wet lips, and then the wet heat of her mouth around him. She works him deep, eyes flicking up, strands of hair brushing his thighs. When he is hard and heavy she rises, peels the dress off, and climbs astride him. Her bush grazes his shaft, then she sinks down, taking every inch. She rides with purpose, tits bouncing, hips rolling in steady rhythm. Jason grips her waist, meeting each thrust until the tension snaps and she milks him with slow, grinding circles.
Grand opening day. Jason arrives with his wife on his arm, and one glance confirms she once shared his bed. The past hangs between them for a heartbeat, then breaks when Gizelle walks in. Her full breasts strain the silk of her dress, and her dark hair swings free. She smiles, slow and sure, and Jason follows her into the suite. She drops to her knees first. Warm breath, wet lips, and then the wet heat of her mouth around him. She works him deep, eyes flicking up, strands of hair brushing his thighs. When he is hard and heavy she rises, peels the dress off, and climbs astride him. Her bush grazes his shaft, then she sinks down, taking every inch. She rides with purpose, tits bouncing, hips rolling in steady rhythm. Jason grips her waist, meeting each thrust until the tension snaps and she milks him with slow, grinding circles.