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Elias Cash shows up at his buddy's place with a basketball tucked under one arm. He's ready to shoot hoops, but instead of his friend, it's the mom—Adira Allure—who swings the door open. She tells him her son got held up at work and will be back soon, then waves Elias inside to wait. They start chatting in the living room. Adira can't stop staring at his body, that tight athletic build and the way his shorts hang just right. Her eyes drop for a quick, hungry glance at the outline of his cock, and heat floods straight between her legs. She doesn't waste time. She steps closer, voice low, and offers to wrap her lips around him right there. Elias grins, shorts already tenting, and there's zero chance he's turning that down. She drops to her knees, pulls him free, and starts working him with her mouth—slow at first, then hungry, wet, noisy. He grips her blonde hair and lets her go, hips rocking while she strokes and sucks like she's been waiting all day. When he can't hold it anymore he pulls out, strokes fast, and paints her pretty face with thick ropes across her lips and cheeks, leaving her glistening and smiling.
Elias Cash shows up at his buddy's place with a basketball tucked under one arm. He's ready to shoot hoops, but instead of his friend, it's the mom—Adira Allure—who swings the door open. She tells him her son got held up at work and will be back soon, then waves Elias inside to wait. They start chatting in the living room. Adira can't stop staring at his body, that tight athletic build and the way his shorts hang just right. Her eyes drop for a quick, hungry glance at the outline of his cock, and heat floods straight between her legs. She doesn't waste time. She steps closer, voice low, and offers to wrap her lips around him right there. Elias grins, shorts already tenting, and there's zero chance he's turning that down. She drops to her knees, pulls him free, and starts working him with her mouth—slow at first, then hungry, wet, noisy. He grips her blonde hair and lets her go, hips rocking while she strokes and sucks like she's been waiting all day. When he can't hold it anymore he pulls out, strokes fast, and paints her pretty face with thick ropes across her lips and cheeks, leaving her glistening and smiling.
