Sweaty Trainer Takes Public Pawnshop Pounding
A beefy, tattooed stranger enters the pawnshop, eyes locked onto the gym-honed trainer counting the day's earnings. He sidles up, making his intentions clear, and the trainer, after a moment of hesitation, gives in. The stranger's mouth is hungry, his tongue exploring every inch of the trainer's rigid cock. The trainer's hips buck, fucking the stranger's face, his groans echoing in the empty shop. The stranger then leans over the counter, ass up, and the trainer, driven by primal instinct, slams into him, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the air. The stranger's moans grow louder, his body tensing as the trainer's pace quickens, until he can't hold back any longer, spilling his load onto the trainer's abs in a puddle of glistening cum.