Laura lounged on the wooden bench, her tall frame glistening under the dim lights, still fuming from the breakup. 'Men are all talk and no follow-through,' she muttered to herself. The sauna door creaked open, and in walked Jerome—29, athletic build, dark skin shining with sweat. 'Mind if I join? Looks like you could use the company,' he said with a smirk. Laura arched an eyebrow, her eyes tracing his body. 'Only if you can handle a woman who knows what she wants. Just dumped my ex—too vanilla for my taste.' Jerome chuckled, sitting opposite. 'Vanilla's overrated. Name's Jerome. And you?' 'Laura. And I've had fantasies about something... bigger. Never tried it, but the timing feels right.' Their banter heated up quickly. 'Fantasies, huh? What kind?' he teased. 'The kind where a strong woman takes charge and rides a hard cock until she's dripping,' she shot back, standing and closing the distance. She pressed against him, feeling his arousal. 'You're already hard—impressive.' Jerome grinned. 'And you're getting wet just thinking about it.' Laura pushed him back, her hands exploring. 'Let's see that BBC.' She dropped to her knees for a blowjob, taking him deep as he groaned. 'Fuck, Laura, your mouth is magic.' Sweating and panting, she stood, straddling him. 'My turn to lead.' She guided his cock into her pussy, riding him hard, her ass bouncing. 'Deeper—make me cum.' They moved frantically, bodies slick, until she came with a cry, followed by him filling her with cum. 'Horny much?' he panted. 'You have no idea,' she replied, already hungry for more.
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