The Fixer

Nicole sees a man in a terrible relationship and decides to fix it. She drops to her knees first. Her mouth opens wide for his balls. She sucks them slow, wet, warm. He hardens fast. She takes him deeper, lets his cock slide down her throat. Her tongue works the underside while her lips stay snug at the base. Spit drips from her chin. He pulls her up, spins her around, spreads her cheeks. His tongue finds her ass. He licks slow circles, presses inside. She moans, pushes back. Two fingers follow his tongue. He works her open, stretches her for what comes next. She turns, takes him in her mouth again, tastes herself on him. Ass to mouth. Clean. Dirty. She swallows, stands, climbs over him. They flip into sixty-nine. Her mouth stays busy while his tongue stays buried. He fingers her ass the whole time. She rocks her hips, grinding down on his face. He keeps her open. When he lines up, she stays on all fours. He pushes inside her ass in one steady thrust. She takes every inch. Her moans grow louder, shorter. He fucks her deep, steady, no rush. She reaches back, spreads herself wider. He stays buried. When he comes, he stays inside. Thick, hot, filling her. She clenches around him, keeps him there. When he pulls out, she stays still, lets it drip. She turns, licks him clean. Slow. Thorough. The kind of fix that leaves a mess worth making.