Hot Mess

He knew it was wrong the second she walked in. His buddy's sister, Suttin, showing up at the door like she owned the place, the 2026 hookup that never should have happened. Big tits straining against thin fabric, dark hair wild around her shoulders, eyes already undressing him. One step inside and she had him backed against the wall, lips crashing hard, tongue pushing deep. She dropped to her knees fast, pulling him out, taking him in one hungry swallow. Oliver Flynn tried to think straight, tried to remember whose sister she was, but her throat worked around him and every thought burned away. She took him deeper, gagging, spit running down her chin, never pulling back. He grabbed her hair, fucked her face until his legs shook. When he came she kept him buried, swallowing every drop, cum spilling from the corner of her mouth when she finally let go. Hot mess didn't even cover it. She wiped her lips, smirked, and left him standing there with his pants around his ankles.