Throat Will Play When Husband Is Away

Spencer Scott hits the gym late. Her hubby’s miles away. She corners her spotter Johnny Palm between sets and lets it slip—she’s got the house to herself. Then she grins and says how about a different kind of workout. Johnny’s not gonna argue. Next thing, Spencer yanks her tank up; those big, silver-studded tits bounce free and she drops straight to her knees. She spits on his cock, wraps both hands around it, and sucks him down hard—piercings brushing warm skin, tongue working every inch like she’s starving. The lockers rattle every time she drives her mouth deeper.