Scene Description:
Tiffany Foxx storms into Kris's place, hunting him down like prey to drag his ass back to her father's fashion empire that she's now running hot and hard. Kris growls that the job sucked, the fake-ass lifestyle was poison, and nothing on earth could drag him back. Nothing? Tiffany laughs, her eyes flashing with filthy hunger as she proves she's smarter and way fucking hornier. She drops to her knees, yanks his cock out, and gives him a sloppy, throat-stretching suck job that leaves spit dripping everywhere. Then she shoves him onto the couch, climbs on, and rides him raw in a sweaty, pounding fuck that has him groaning her name and ready to sign anything just to stay buried inside her. Whistle while you work, baby.
