Spring Cleaning

Elias Cash knocks on the door with a clipboard, ready to price out some windows. Alexis Malone answers wearing those tight yoga pants that hug every curve, and she's already giving him the eye. She's got this flirty tone, dropping hints about how bored she is at home while looking him over like he's the real treat. She talks about her lame husband barely touching her, makes it clear she's sizing up what Elias is packing. Next thing he's got, she's yanking him inside by the wrist and the clipboard hits the floor. She drops to her knees right there in the entryway, yanks his pants down, and starts sucking his cock like she's been starving for it. Her blonde hair falls around her face while she works him deep, one hand pumping the base, the other sneaking under her yoga pants to finger herself. He pulls her up, spins her around, bends her over the couch, fingers her wet pussy until she's dripping down his hand. She begs for it harder, cums on his fingers, then drops back to her knees so he can paint her tongue with a thick cumshot that she swallows down with a grin.