Payback

Eric's been scheming his Vegas poker weekend for weeks, but with his wife Cassidy Banks, he always plays it safe. He begs to go—maybe he spilled the beans early, maybe not—but she's not buying it. He swears he'll crush the guys and treat her to lunch after. Lame excuse. He slinks away from the standoff, the whole marriage riding on his win. Cassidy's pissed, steaming. She channels it into sunbathing by the pool, letting the sun kiss her skin. Steven St. Croix swings by for a swim, and boom—ideas spark in her head. She slips into lingerie that barely contains her massive tits, all on display. When Steven returns, she pounces, throwing herself at him. He offers a massage to unwind her, and damn, she's betting he won't dodge the bait. She melts into it, and soon those big breasts land right in Steven's strong hands, firing him up—perfect shot at killing their shared loneliness. He leans in, kisses his neighbor's wife deep, then yanks off her panties. He dives in, sucking her clit with hungry passion, tongue working it like a pro. Out comes his rock-hard cock; she wraps her lips around it, sucking him greedy. He pulls her up to straddle his face, letting her grind while she tit-fucks his shaft with those heaving breasts. But she craves more—way more. She sinks down on his stiff rod, riding him deep and rough until he explodes, painting her hairy bush with hot cum.