PropertySex – Evasive tenant fucks over landlord

Mia, a stunning 18-year-old Latina tenant, had been dodging her landlord’s attempts to collect the months of back rent she owed. She knew she was in deep shit, but had no way to pay him, despite the eviction notice already posted on her apartment door. That’s when she got a nefarious idea that would solve all her problems in one fell swoop. Buxom Mia slipped into a thin lace teddy and sashayed to the front door, ready to give her landlord the deal of his life.

The bell rang just as she expected it would. Mia acted like she had no clue what was going on, batting her long lashes innocently as she cracked open the door. “Oh, hello Mr. Johnson,” she cooed, looking up at him with a seductive smile. “Are you here about the rent?”

He eyed her lovely figure, barely concealed by the skimpy lingerie. “Uh, yes, Mia. The rent is severely overdue. I was hoping we could come to some…arrangement.” He looked extremely uncomfortable, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

Mia noticed where his gaze kept drifting. “An arrangement, you say?” She purred, putting a finger to her plump lips. “I suppose I could offer…my services, in exchange for leniency?” She slowly uncrossed her long legs, giving him a generous view of her toned thighs.

Mr. Johnson gulped, his ever-growing bulge obvious behind his zipper. “And just what…services did you have in mind, young lady?” He managed to choke out.

“You mean you’d really consider letting me slide on the rent, if I…?” She bit her plump bottom lip suggestively and didn’t finish the sentence, letting her words hang heavily in the air between them.

Her older, conservative landlord blushed deeply, clearly scandalized by her brazen proposal.antalicity quickly took hold of him though, as he pondered the chances of bedding this tantalizing nymphet. Especially after that stick up his ass he got from the wife about “keeping it in your pants” the past 15 years.

“I, uh…” He stammered, his eyes glued to the growing tent in his pants. “I suppose we could discuss it. Thoroughly. Over a…drink?” His face flushed an even deeper shade at the implied suggestion.

Mia grinned mischievously, opening the door wider to let him inside. “Mmmm, I thought you’d never ask. I was really hoping I could persuade you to reconsider…” She practically purred the words, eyeing him up and down with undisguised hunger.

Mr. Johnson followed Mia into her apartment, footsteps unsure. She led him to the couch, gesturing for him to take a seat. As he plopped down awkwardly, she bent at the waist to retrieve a bottle of whiskey from the coffee table, giving him quite the view of her barely-covered assets straining against the lace.

“One moment,” she cooed, sauntering into the kitchen to fetch two tumblers. As she poured the amber liquid, she took in her reflection in the microwave door, raising an approving eyebrow. The flimsy negligee left little to the imagination, her dark nipples clearly visible through the sheer black lace. She was pleased to see that she had the desired effect on her unsuspecting landlord already.

Easing onto the couch next to him, Mia pressed her bare thigh against his leg. She held out a glass of whiskey, gazing up at him with wide, imploring eyes. “I was hoping we could come to a…mutually beneficial arrangement, Mr. Johnson.” She rasped, voice dripping with honey. “I’d really appreciate you forgetting all about those…late fees.” She licked her lips slowly, suggestively.

Mr. Johnson squirmed uncomfortably under her smoldering gaze. “I, uh…I’m not sure that would be wise, young lady.” He stammered, clearing his throat. “It’s against company policy…”

Mia smiled up at him with undisguised hunger. “Oh, this would be strictly between you and me.” She purred, setting her glass down. She took his hand in hers, guiding it over to cup her generous breast through the thin lace. “Just you and me…and my naughty little secret.”

She could feel him trembling, the bulge in his pants growing more pronounced by the minute. Mia decided to kick things up a notch. Setting aside her drink, she drained his whiskey for him in one smooth gesture. Then, with a seductive smile, she went down on her knees before him. “I think it’s time you inspect the…premises.”

Slowly, teasingly, Mia’s deft fingers unfastened his belt. She unzipped his khakis meticulously, freeing his already straining cock. She had to suppress a giggle at the size of it – it was just begging to be stuffed between her tits! Slowly, seductively, Mia began to stroke his throbbing member. “Mmmmm,” she purred. “I think we might be able to come to a…reasonable agreement after all.”

Mr. Johnson’s head fell back against the couch as he moaned in pleasure, lost in the moment. He let out a sharp gasp when Mia’s hot little mouth engulfed the head of his cock. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, “That – that mouth of yours!”

Mia threw him a wink before taking him deeper, swirling her tongue around his thick shaft. She worked his length skillfully, fully engrossed in pleasuring her newfound benefactor. Mia reveled in the power she held over him, locking gazes with him as he throbbed in her throat.

Mr. Johnson was practically panting, sweat beading on his brow. Watching this succubus of a tenant worship his cock was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever seen. Mia continued to gaze up at him seductively, her thumb circling the leaking tip, spreading his pre-cum over the head of his dick. “Mmmm,” she hummed, “That’s it, give me that salty goodness!”

He could take no more. Pulling his throbbing member from her skilled mouth, he effortlessly hoisted Mia onto his lap so she was straddling him. “I need you,” he groaned, grinding his impressive length against her soaked slit through the thin lace. “Ride me, you little minx. Pound that tight pussy on my cock!”

Mia yelped with glee,