Surfer's Knots

Jamie Stone walks into the parlor after tweaking his back out on a wave, and Austin Lynn clocks him right away—inks peeking out from her tank top, big tits pushing against the cotton, and a smile that says she already knows how this ends. She gets him face-down on the table and wastes no time; within minutes she’s climbing up, straddling his head, grinding her ass and bare pussy right over his mouth so he can feel how wet she’s getting. That’s all the invite Jamie needs. Austin flips around, wraps her lips around his cock, and sinks straight down until her nose is brushing his balls, taking every inch like it’s what she showed up for. She’s got the whole length shiny with spit before she even pauses for air. When she turns and sinks onto him again, it’s a full-on sixty-nine—her mouth working him deep while his tongue laps at her clit. The piercings flash every time she twists her head, and the ink across her shoulders flexes as she bobs faster. Jamie can’t hold out. He pulls free just in time, painting her face, flooding her tongue, and splashing thick ropes across her tits while she slaps the last drops onto her skin with a wicked little grin.