Cory Chase in Championship Season - Games With the Coach's Wife

Dre Strong's parked on the coach's couch mashing buttons when Cory Chase swaggers in. She plops down beside him. "Wi-Fi down again?" He asks. She nods, gets up, and resets it like she's done a hundred times. Job finished, she decides the real game should be happening between his legs. She peels off her shorts, then the t-shirt. Dre palms those big fake tits, thumbs her nipples, gives one quick suck before she drops to her knees. She starts the classic routine: mouth sliding over the head of his cock, right hand stroking the shaft, spit flying, hungry slurps, and every so often she looks up to see if he's still pretending to care about his game. Dre keeps mashing buttons, eyes glued to the screen until his thumbs literally go slack. Controller hits the cushions, both hands tangling in her blonde hair while she motorboats his dick between those jugs. Cheetah-print heels are all that remain; knees spread, ass up, tits squishing, spit-slick shaft gliding in the tight canyon. Cory crawls onto his lap, sinks down on his dick in one slow motion, then starts bouncing like she's racing the clock. Dre grips her waist, stands, and just rails her in mid-air, thighs clapping against his hips. A minute later he's dropping her onto her back on the couch, tongue burying itself in her pussy, then he's balls-deep again while her legs bounce by her ears. She drags him by the hand into her bedroom. Door shuts, bodies slam, mouths clash. Cory swallows his entire BBC again until it swells so thick it makes her gag. She climbs aboard backward, sinks down until she's got all ten inches lodged in her, then fucks him like she owes rent. Reverse cowgirl turns into doggystyle in one fluid flip; Dre grabs her hips, pounds, strokes bottoming out with meaty slaps. Right before he pops, Cory spins onto her back and lies there pouting. "Paint it." He pulls out, fist working, and unloads ribbon after ribbon across her stomach, creamy ropes sticking in the toned muscles. They scramble for towels before the real man of the house shows up.