Training Day

Emma Rosie knows the line she is crossing. Her wedding ring still sits on her finger as she drops to her knees for Hollywood Cash, the personal trainer who is about to own every inch of her. His cock is thick, heavy, the kind that makes a married woman’s mouth water. She takes him deep, lips stretched, saliva running down his shaft in glossy threads. Cash grips the back of her head and pushes harder, fucking her throat until her eyes water. When he bends her over, she spreads her cheeks without being told. His finger slides into her tight hole first, then two, working her open while she moans like she has never been touched this way. The moment he lines up and pushes inside, the stretch steals her breath. Each thrust knocks her forward, but she stays right there, taking him. Cash keeps his finger buried in her ass, pumping both holes until she trembles and her thighs shake. He buries himself to the root and fills her, hot pulses flooding her married cunt until it spills out around his cock. 2024.