Too Strong

Chloe Cherry sits in the waiting room, leg bouncing. Sly Diggler walks in and her eyes lock on the heavy shape in his pants. No hello. She drops to her knees, unzips him, and takes the thick head straight into her warm mouth. Her tongue curls under the shaft while her hand strokes the length that won’t fit. He groans, pulls her blonde hair, and pushes deeper until her nose brushes trimmed bush. She stands, turns, and bends over the arm of the couch, skirt flipped up, panties dragged aside. He lines up and sinks into her wet cunt in one slow stroke, filling her to the hilt. She meets every thrust, ass slapping back, breath ragged. He flips her onto her back, spreads her thighs wide, and drives in harder. Sweat beads on her skin, her blonde hair sticks to her face. She pulls him down for a kiss, tongues sliding, while her fingers rub her clit in time with his thrusts. He pins her wrists above her head and fucks through the final stretch until he pulses deep, flooding her. Cum leaks around his shaft as he stays buried, hips twitching. Chloe smiles, satisfied, while the appointment time ticks past on the wall clock.