Cougar gives dirty builder blowjob in elevator [Elevator]

The elevator dings open, and out stumbles a cougar in heels, her blouse unbuttoned just enough to flash a hint of cleavage. She’s been waiting for this moment all day, her eyes locked onto the grizzled builder stepping in, tool belt slung low, yellow hard hat perched on his head. She doesn’t waste time, her hand snaking out to grab his belt, fingers fumbling with the buckle. “Been watching you all day, you dirty fuck,” she growls, her voice a low purr. She yanks his cock out, already hard and throbbing, and without missing a beat, she drops to her knees, her mouth watering. She doesn’t tease, doesn’t play coy. She wraps her lips around his shaft, taking him deep, her head bobbing in a frenzy. The elevator shakes slightly with each thrust, the metallic walls echoing the wet, sloppy sounds of her sucking him off. Her hands are everywhere, gripping his thighs, squeezing his balls, her nails digging into his skin. She gags on his length, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down. She’s a woman on a mission, determined to suck the life out of him.

The builder’s breaths come in ragged gasps, his hands gripping her hair, forcing her to take more. He’s fucking her mouth now, his hips moving in a brutal rhythm. The elevator’s harsh fluorescent lights cast a grimy glow on the scene, highlighting the cougar’s desperate hunger. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. His tool belt jangles with each thrust, a filthy symphony accompanying their dirty dance. She can feel his cock swelling, his body tensing. She knows he’s close, and she’s ready. She wants every drop of his cum, wants to feel it coating her throat, dripping down her chin. She sucks harder, her head moving faster, her eyes watering from the effort. And then, with a final, guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing in her mouth. She swallows every last drop, her tongue licking him clean, a satisfied smirk on her face. The elevator dings again, signaling their stop, but neither moves, their breaths the only sound in the grimy, sex-soaked space.