Rewarding The Plumber

Texas Patti drops to her knees on the wet kitchen floor and has Rob's cock in her mouth before he can wipe his hands on a rag. She sucks like she means it—sloppy, greedy strokes, tongue swirling the head each time she comes up for air, spit running down his shaft onto the tile. Rob holds the counter and lets her go, cock swelling thicker while she works her throat around him. He watches her lips stretch around every inch, eyes watering, mascara already streaking. Patti pulls off with a filthy little gasp, strings of saliva hanging from her chin, then dives right back in, faster, deeper, like she's trying to drink him dry.