Bratty Rich Girl Gets More Than She Bargained For

Alex Grey was spoiled and she knew it. That didn’t stop her from wanting the driver. Christian Clay was older, Italian, built for work, and quiet. She thought she could play with him and get away with it. Her parents were gone, the house was empty, and she had him all to herself after a day of shopping. In the kitchen she made her move. She pressed close, stripped slow, and got exactly what she came for. He bent her over the counter first, licked and fingered her ass until she was shaking, then worked his cock into her in steady strokes. Every time he pulled out he fed it straight into her mouth, and she tasted herself without complaint. She begged with her eyes when he held her head, and she took him deeper, drooling, while his fingers kept her stretched. The age difference only made it hotter; she felt small and greedy every time he slapped her ass or pushed back inside. He finished in her mouth, thick pulses that she swallowed while looking up at him, blue eyes glassy, cum on her lips. She had wanted the driver. She got him. And she already knew she’d need more.