British MILF Katy fucks her way to a carloan

Katy Jayne sauntered into LethalHardcore Studios, her blonde hair bouncing with each step, ample bosom straining against a low-cut top. At 40, the MILF had still got it – big tits, fewer inhibitions, and an insatiable appetite for cock. Her mission today? Secure a new set of wheels with the power of her pussy andpretty face.

“Alright love, what can I do for you?” the producer, Mick, asked, wolf-whistling at the sight of her curves.

Katy leaned against the desk, flashing him a naughty grin. “I need a new car Micky boy. And I’m prepared to negotiate.”

“Is that so?” Mick glanced at her tits, then back at her face. “And what’s this ‘negotiation’ involve?”

Katy knew she had him. With a coy wink, she beckoned, “Let me show you.” She slinked towards the couch, whipping her top off to free those heaving knockers. “First, a little titty fuck. Thoughts?”

Mick tripped over his tongue, ogling her perky breasts. “Fuck me, I’m in.”

Katy straddled his lap, mashing her tits against his cheeks. “Mmm, hello big boy,” she purred, undoing his belt. She whipped Mick’s hardening cock out, nestling it between her ample mounds. “There’s something to be said for the classic tit fuck,” she purred, squeezing her breasts around his throbbing erection.

She worked him slow, tits gliding up and down his length. Her mouth watered, desperate to taste him. “I need it in me,” Katy declared, freeing herself from her skirt. She wasn’t wearing any knickers, pussy aching from arousal.

“Oh I’ll give it to you,” Mick growled, gripping her hips and plunging his thick cock balls-deep into her waiting cunt. “Fuuuck, you’re soaked.”

Katy threw her head back, relishing the intense stretch of his thick cock splitting her open. “I’m a naughty MILF: I crave it round the clock,” she gasped, riding him vigorous. The producer hammered into her, stirring her insides and making her see stars.

She kissed him, tongues wrestling for dominance, tits bouncing with the force of their coupling. Mick gripped her hips, ass jiggling with each lewd smack of flesh on flesh.

“I’m gonna cum love, you wanker bucket. Drink it up,” he snarled, fucking her fast and furiously.

With a squeal, Katy orgasmed hard, pussy spasming around Mick’s pulsing shaft. He growled, pumping her full of his thick seed. “Bloody hell,” Mick panted, collapsed against the couch. “That was incredible.”

Katy climbed off his lap, wincing as cum leaked out of her fucked-senseless cunt. She gazed down at his sticky cock, need reigniting in her loins. “You keep thinking that. But we’re not done yet.”

All day Katy submitted to Mick’s depraved desires. She sucked his cock in every room, let him fuck her ass while she serviried lunch, made him blow load after load on her face and tits. By evening’s close, her body ached, caked in jizz, but her prize was in reach.

Mick tossed her the keys to the brand new Audi, a satisfied smirk on his cum-stained face. “Oh, and that pussy and mouth of yours? hazardous to your health.”

“High praise,” Katy laughed, admiring her new ride. It was time to go – her kitty was spent and she’d thoroughly enjoyed herself. As she drove off in her car loan, all thoughts were on tomorrow’s appointment…

Mick leaned on the desk, his cock grinning a grin on his desk, relishing in the memory of their wild encounter.

“Same time tomorrow, pet?” he winked.

Katy revved the engine, meeting his lusty gaze. “Oh, sweetie, you’d better promise me more than that.”

With a final naughty wave to Mick, Katy peeled out of the lot, her mind already racing with ideas for their next depraved rendezvous. She licked her lips, hunger stirring anew in her loins. Katy Jayne was many things – but a faithful girlfriend wasn’t one of them. Tomorrow, she’d have to earn that car loan interest.