Desperate times, desperate measures: a financial favor

In a cramped, dimly lit apartment, the Venezuelan vixen propositions a passing stranger, her desperation palpable. She unzips his pants, revealing his hardening cock, and begins to stroke it with an urgency born of necessity. Her movements are swift and practiced, her grip tight, as she works to bring him to release. The room fills with the sound of their ragged breaths and the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh. The stranger's groans grow louder, his hips bucking as he nears his climax, and she leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste the first drops of his salty essence.

• venezolana
• pajazo

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