Malena Sells The House And Enjoys Two Cocks

Malena wears the realtor smile with the realtor cleavage. House sold? Not till the paperwork’s wet. One guy sprawls on the granite island, the other behind her. She plants her palms on cold stone and arches while the first cock rams up between her cheeks. A second set of hands peels her cheeks wider so both shafts wedge side-by-side into her ass. The stretching burn puts a big cartoon grin on her face even as her eyes water. The pounding switches to quick, dirty stabs. Lube, lube, and more lube drip down her thighs like leaky condiments at an all-you-can-eat bar. Malena talks between gasps: mortgage rates haven’t been this tight since college, and she never leaves a sale open. Then the two of them pull out at once and spin her. She drops to her knees on the display rug, opens wide, and takes them down like a party trick. Two loads flood her throat, her cheeks puffed like she’s hiding a cream puff. She swallows, licks her lips, and pops the next call on her bluetooth headset: “Hey, Stan, property’s officially under… contract.”