Mechanical Sex

Melissa Moore’s had it bad for her mechanic Ryan McLane. She swings by his place, claims she needs a practice body for her new NURU setup, and finds him wrist-deep in a busted van. He’s nursing a sore wrist and bitching about the job when Melissa offers to lend a hand. Ryan cracks wise—until she squats, digs through the mess, and hands him the exact quarter-inch socket without flinching. That shuts him up fast. She picks up a drill next, spins a filthy tale about her girlfriend riding a power-drill dildo until the sparks flew, and says she’d love to try something just as reckless. Ryan grins, offers his own “biological power tool,” and Melissa’s smile says she’s in. She tells him to finish the damn van later and drags him back to her place for a hot, slippery preview. Off come her clothes—perky tits out, thick bush on full display—and she herds him straight into the shower. Suds everywhere, her hands soapy and sure, she drops to her knees, swallows him clean, and sucks till his knees shake. Dripping and hard, they hit the air mattress. Gel slathered on skin to skin, Melissa glides over Ryan’s back, tits and bush sliding, every inch of him getting worked. He rolls. She straddles, letting her slick pussy drag up and down his shaft without letting him in, jerking him slow while he bites her neck. When his cock’s pulsing and he’s growling, she finally sinks down, rides him deep, and cums hard—once, twice—before he pulls out and explodes all over her busy little hands.