Hunting For A Different Kind Of Wood

Sarah Jessie is a smoking-hot cougar on the prowl for more than home improvement. She strolls into the store hunting wood—first the lumber kind, then the stiff, meaty kind. Spotting salesman Jovan Jordan, she puts on a sweet face while he pitches solar panels. Boring. She drags him back to her place anyway, pretending she wants a quote. He finds her in the bedroom, heels on, lace barely covering her tits, chatting with a girlfriend on speaker. "Bet he’s packing," she laughs into the phone, loud enough for him to hear. Phone hits the floor. She steps close, pops his button, yanks his jeans down, and out flops the fat prize she came for—thick, rock-hard, veiny, heavy in her hand. Her eyes light up. Exactly what her hungry pussy ordered.