Silvia Saint Fucks the Lawyer and Drains His Cum

Title: “The Fruits of the Lawyer’s Labor”

Silvia Saint, the famed Czech beauty, lounges seductively on a plush sofa in a retro-style private room. She’s naked except for a sheer, lacy bra that barely contains her ample, perky tits. Her blonde hair tumbles down her back, and her cornflower blue eyes gleam with mischief and desire. She beckons to her prey, a handsome but harried lawyer, with a perfectly manicured finger.

The lawyer, let’s call him Mr. incarnated, loosens his tie and shrugs off his suit jacket. He’s tired from a long day in court, but the sight of Silvia’s nubile body rejuvenates him. He approaches her, shirt unbuttoned, revealing a chiseled, hairless chest.

Silvia sits up and trails her fingers down Mr. Lawyer’s chest, toying with the waistband of his pants. “Mmm, you’ve had a long day,” she purrs, her accent thick and alluring. “But I think I know just the thing to help you unwind.”

With innate feminine grace, she unzips his fly and fishes out his cock. It’s flaccid, but that doesn’t faze Silvia. She takes his member in her hand, stroking it gently until it begins to stiffen. Mr. Lawyer groans, his tiredness forgotten as desire courses through him.

Silvia leans in, her lips brushing against the head of his cock. She flicks out her tongue, licking up a bead of pre-cum. The salty-sweet taste spurs her on, and she takes him into her mouth, enveloping his shaft in the wet heat of her oral cavern.

Mr. Lawyer’s eyes roll back in pleasure as Silvia deep throats his cock with practiced ease. Her lips stretch around his girth, her tongue swirling around his length. She bobs her head up and down, taking him deeper each time until his cock-head bumps against the back of her throat.

Silvia gags briefly, but she doesn’t relent. She wants to prove her oral prowess, to show this hot-shot lawyer what a skilled cock-sucker she is. The room fills with the obscene sounds of Silvia’s slurping and Mr. Lawyer’s grunts of pleasure.

But Silvia wants more than just a blowjob. She wants to feel his thick cock stretching her tight cunt, to milk him of every last drop of cum. She releases his cock with a wet pop and stands up.

“Fuck me,” she commands, turning around and bending over the arm of the sofa. Her ass is high in the air, her perfect, peach-shaped buttocks framed by the lacy hem of her bra. “Fuck me hard.”

Mr. Lawyer, entranced by the sight of her willing ass, doesn’t have to be asked twice. He positions himself behind her and grips her hips, his hands sinking into the soft flesh. With one thrust, he buries himself inside her wet, waiting cunt.

“Fuck!” Silvia cries out as his cock fills her completely. She’s tight and he’s big, and the stretch is deliciously painful. She rocks back against him, reveling in the sensation of his cock grinding against her walls.

Mr. Lawyer sets a fast, hard pace, thrusting into her with animalistic vigor. The sofa creaks beneath them, threatening to collapse under the force of their fucking. Silvia meets him thrust for thrust, her large, natural tits bouncing with each impact.

The sound of their bodies slapping together rings out in the small room, punctuated by Silvia’s moans and Mr. Lawyer’s grunts. Silvia reaches down between her legs, rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts. The added stimulation sends her careening towards orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock.

“I’m gonna cum,” she warns, her voice tight with impending release. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

Mr. Lawyer obliges, pumping into her with renewed vigor. Silvia’s body tenses, her back arching as she comes hard. Her pussy spasms around him, milking his cock for all its worth.

The sensation is too much for Mr. Lawyer, and he lets out a roar as he explodes inside her, his cum shooting deep into her cunt. Silvia milks him dry, her pussy still fluttering around his spent cock.

Finally, they collapse onto the sofa, Mr. Lawyer’s softening member slipping out of her well-used hole. Silvia’s body is coated in a sheen of sweat, her hair mussed and her makeup smeared. But she looks utterly satisfied, a lazy smile playing on her lips.

Mr. Lawyer, on the other hand, looks dazed. He leans back against the sofa, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. “That was… incredible,” he manages, his voice hoarse.

Silvia giggles, trailing her fingers over his chest. “Glad I could help you unwind,” she says, her tone laden with meaning.

Mr. Lawyer looks at her, his eyes filled with appreciation. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at a courtroom the same way again,” he quips, earning him a playful smack on the arm from Silvia.

She stands up, stretches languidly, her body on full display. “Well, you know where to find me if you need another stress relief session,” she says, her voice dripping with innuendo.

With that, she saunters out of the room, leaving Mr. Lawyer to bask in the afterglow of the most intense fuck of his life. He knows he’ll be back for more of Silvia’s particular brand of stress relief. After all, a man has needs, and Silvia Saint is more than happy to satisfy them.