Zombie Apocalypse

Tommy Gunn whispers the secret password to Sophia Bella, scoring himself a steamy Nuru massage. He spills the beans about the zombie apocalypse barreling down on them, promising her his protection in exchange for some slippery fun. But Sophia's all business—she wants that credit card swiped first. Smart girl. Tommy drops the zombie talk quick when she needs a hand peeling off her kimono, revealing every curve like a gift unwrapped just for him. Something wild hits Sophia; she shoves him straight into the bathtub and dives right in, sucking his hard cock with perfection that'd make a saint sin. No holding back. They slide into the Nuru action, gel squelching all over his body as she turns him into a slippery, slimy mess she can't keep her hands off. Sophia's loving every slick sound, rubbing her hot body against his until she's fired up, thighs clenching with need. She flips him over, grinning as he squirms under her total control—like a kingpin running the show. She wraps her lips around him again, teasing that throbbing shaft, then swings her pussy right into his face, grinding down with naughty demand. They ride the wave hard, coming all over each other in a messy, mind-blowing explosion. Zombies? What zombies? That apocalypse is the last damn thing on his mind now.