The Lonely Arts

Cherie DeVille's car dies on her. Jason Brown spots her on the side of the road, pulls over, and gives her a lift back to her place. Inside, he catches the vibe she's fresh off a divorce and feeling that empty space. He lays it out plain: "I could fix more than your engine tonight." She smiles, filthy and hungry, and says yes before he even finishes the sentence. Clothes hit the floor fast. Jason bends her over the kitchen table, spreads her ass, and drives his thick black cock straight into her dripping pussy. She moans like she's been starving for it. He grabs her hips, smacks her cheeks red, and fucks her deep, every thrust hitting bottom. Cherie pushes back harder, begging for more, until Jason fills her with a heavy load and leaves her shaking, used, and grinning.