Chapter 1: Post-Workout Devotion
Jeff stepped into the penthouse, the air thick with the scent of Tatiana's workout. She stood like a sculpted goddess, ebony muscles gleaming with sweat, her powerful frame demanding worship. "On your knees, servant," she commanded, voice sharp as a whip. "My body needs cleaning, and your tongue is the only tool worthy."
Jeff dropped instantly, cock already hardening at her presence. "Your Majesty, your sweat is my nectar."
Tatiana laughed, witty and cutting. "Flattery won't earn my pussy, boy. Lick my thighs first—slow, or I'll make you beg twice as long." He complied, tongue tracing her glistening skin, tasting salt and power. His cock throbbed hard, but she noticed with a smirk. "Look at that cock standing at attention. Horny already? Pathetic and predictable."
Sweating under her gaze, Jeff panted, "Goddess, please—your luscious pussy calls to me. Let me taste it."
"Beg better," she teased, turning to present her hairy ass. "Convince me why this dripping prize deserves your worship." He pleaded wittily, "Your ass is a throne, Majesty—hairy, perfect, and I ache to clean every inch before claiming your wet pussy."
Satisfied, Tatiana allowed it. His tongue delved in, her pussy wet and dripping as she moaned. "Deeper, slave—make me cum." He worked furiously, her strong thighs clamping as she came hard, panting and grinding. Rewarded, she squatted, releasing her delicious amber piss into his eager mouth, his own cum spilling from the explosive honor.
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