Backstage Affair

Skinny brunette Kate Rich batted her lashes at Vince Carter until his eyes went cross. He stood zero chance against those feet. She planted them right in his lap, toes wriggling, painted nails gleaming like tiny pink weapons. He groaned the second she squeezed his cock between her arches, rolling it slow, pressing the head just enough to make him twitch. She liked the heat of him there, liked how easy it was to work him stiff before she slid onto her back and spread wide, all wet invitation. Vince pushed straight in, thrusts quick and hungry, while her toes curled like they might reach for him again. She smirked, half-laughing at how damn simple this game had turned out to be.