Landlord Have Mercy

Lyra Law can't swing this month's rent. When the landlord's son Codey Steele shows up to collect, she pitches a swap: massage for cash. He knows the old man never trades favors for rent, yet the dirty blonde lights something in him. Maybe he'll bend the rule just once. Codey follows her into the NURU suite. Lyra drops to her knees, grips his shaft, and nurses it stiff with slow, wet suction. He stands in the shower, hard and impatient. She rinses foam across his skin but the suds don't stir him, so he growls at her to quit teasing and starts to leave. The sight of his swollen dick pointed right at her changes her mind. She sinks back down, throat open, and swallows him deep until spit runs over her chin. He pulls her up, spins her around, and slams into her wet cunt from behind. Her cries bounce off tile; just before he pops she presses a hand to his stomach and murmurs that the rest belongs on the mat. Codey lies belly-down, slick gel cooling on every inch of him. Lyra slides her whole body across his back and legs, bare tits and shaved slit brushing skin at every turn. She flips him over, straddles his lap, and sinks onto his cock, tight pussy swallowing him to the root. She rides hard, juices mixing with gel, then leans forward to suck her own taste off him while her slippery fingers cup his balls. Codey takes control, rolls her to her side, and pounds into her until thick ropes pulse between her puffy lips, leaving matted curls and wet skin. Rent paid in full, every inch of it.