Handling The Handyman

Jasmine Jae doesn't give a damn about that leaky faucet. She's got bigger plans. The handyman's standing there with his toolbox and she just rips open her top, lets those heavy tits do the talking. Guy's eyes are locked on her rack like he's never seen anything so fucking delicious. She grabs his thick bulge through those work pants. "Time to handle a real job," she growls, and starts yanking at his belt like she's starving. His wrench isn't the only thing getting worked on tonight. She shoves him against the counter, greedy hands working his fly open, fishing out that fat cock already throbbing for her. No warmup, no sweet talk. She drops to her knees and takes him balls-deep in one greedy swallow. Her throat works him like she's trying to suck his soul out through his dick. He's got no fight left in him. Just stands there while this filthy milf worships his meat, drool running down her chin, moaning like she's getting paid per inch. She pulls off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his swollen head. "That's it, baby. Feed me that plumber's juice. I've earned every drop." Then she's back on him, face-fucking herself stupid on his cock, tits swinging free as she works him right to the edge. The poor bastard doesn't stand a chance. She's gonna drain him dry, and he's gonna let her.