Playin' Around

Vanessa Cage eyes this purebred Eric Masterson's peddling, but she's no rookie—she knows damn well that price tag's steep as hell. The long ride's got her ass sore, and Eric misses the hint, mumbling yeah, the stallion's a wild card that'll need serious breaking. He ain't trying to come on too strong, but hey, with his old sports med license, he offers to rub out that kink in her muscles. She hesitates—place like this ain't exactly a spa—but figures a little unwind could grease the wheels for haggling. He leads her to his back room setup, she strips down bare as the day, and hollers she's good to go. Eric's hands glide over her smooth skin, zeroing in on that tight, firm ass of hers, fingertips dancing damn near brushing her slick pussy lips. He tests the waters, making sure she's locked in on buying, dangling a sweet bonus to seal it. Whip—out comes his thick cock, right in her face, teasing her lips with the swollen tip like a promise of prime horseflesh. She gets the play, no fooling around; leans in and swallows him balls-deep down her greedy throat, slurping and choking with gusto. Deal's on the table as long as he blows his load, but a killer blowjob? Nah, that won't cut it alone. Eric grabs her hips, flips her ass up quick and dirty, and rams his rod straight into her snug pussy without a beat. Question is, will this hot ride convince him to cough up the bargain she's chasing?