Fake Agent – This Blonde made me CUM OVER HER ASS [Fake Agent]

The room stank of cheap booze and desperation, the kind of smell that clung to the walls like a second skin. I sat on the edge of the bed, my cock already hard, watching her strut in like she owned the place. She was all legs and blonde hair, a fake agent straight out of some cheesy spy movie. Her tits bounced freely under a flimsy top, nipples hard and begging for attention. She leaned over, her ass cheeks peeking out from a tiny thong, and whispered in my ear, “I think you’ve got something for me.” I grunted, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her down onto my lap. She giggled, grinding her ass against my cock. I could feel the heat of her pussy through the thin fabric. I ripped the thong aside, my fingers diving into her wet cunt. She moaned, arching her back, giving me better access. I fingered her roughly, my other hand gripping her hair, forcing her head back. She panted, her body shaking with need. I spun her around, pushing her onto her knees. Her mouth was already open, ready to take my cock. I fucked her face hard, my balls slapping against her chin. She gagged, tears streaming down her face, but she took it all, her lips stretched tight around my shaft. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her saliva. I moved behind her, positioning myself at her asshole. She looked back at me, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. I spat on her ass, rubbing the saliva into her tight hole. I pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until I was fully seated inside her. She cried out, her body tensing. I grabbed her hips, pounding into her ass. The room filled with the sound of our flesh slapping together, her moans turning into screams. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing inside her. I pulled out, my cum shooting across her back, dripping down her ass. She collapsed onto the bed, her body shaking with aftershocks. I stood there, panting, my cock still hard, ready for another round.