House Call

Davina Davis makes her rounds in uniform, clipboard in hand, dark hair pinned back. She has been to plenty of big houses before, but this one belongs to Jason Luv. The moment he opens the door, shirtless and built, her professional smile flickers. She steps inside, brown eyes moving over the thick muscles across his chest, then down again. Conversation starts light, yet the air thickens fast. His hand rests on her lower back a second longer than needed. She swallows. They both know the reason she stays after the check-up. Davina drops to her knees on the marble floor, lips parting as she takes his heavy cock in hand. Her tongue slides over the broad head, slow and wet. She works him deeper, eyes watering when he fills her throat. Jason gathers her hair, guiding the rhythm while her bush presses against her lace panties, already damp. Every swallow pulls a low groan from his chest. He pulls her up, lifts the hem of her uniform, and sinks into her from behind against the kitchen counter. Davina gasps at the stretch, pushing back to take every inch, her moans turning sharp as he pounds harder. The house fills with the slap of skin and her breathy cries. Jason doesn’t stop until she shudders around him, and he finishes deep inside her, gripping her hips like he owns the moment. Released in 2018, the scene keeps its focus on her craving and the size of what she came for.