PropertySex – Sex addict tenant with big tits fucks landlord

PropertySex – Sex Addict Tenant with Big Tits Fucks Landlord

Angela White saunters into the sparse living room of her eerily quiet apartment, her unnecessarily large tits bouncing with each long-legged step. She glances around at the bare walls, the empty shelves, and shakes her head. This place is a dump. Worst of all, the rent is exorbitant for what little it offers.

She plops down on the threadbare couch, spreading her thick thighs wide. As much as she hates the hovel she calls home, she hates being broke even more. The only way a woman with her…assets…can make real cash is on her back.

Angela reaches for her phone to dial up a client, maybe a cheater looking to troll on his wife or a geek looking for some thick, juicy action. Her rent is due soon and she’s already late. But then she remembers – she has a landlord now. Maybe she can work something out…

She calls the number she finds online and waits. A gruff voice picks up. “What?”

“Hey there, landlord. It’s Angela, in apartment 3B. I was calling about, well…rent.”

“I know who you are and what you want. You’re late paying the last three months. Rip Off.”

“Yeah, about that… You see, I was hoping we could maybe work out a deal? I’ll do anything.” She says with a suggestive pause. She hears shuffling on the other end, like he’s getting comfortable in his seat.

“What kind of anything?” His tone is more interested now.

“The kind where a naive tenant gives her landlord a little extra service, if you know what I mean.”

More shuffling. “I’ll need to inspect the unit to make sure there’s no damage. Damage that might not have been…caused by any shenanigans during the ‘service’. Meet me at your door in 30.”

Angela smiles to herself. This ought to be fun.

Thirty minutes later, she hears a heavy knocking at the door. She takes a deep breath, makes sure her most flattering outfit is in place, and opens it with a sultry grin. “Landlord. Come on in.”

He steps inside, not hiding his lecherous stare as his eyes roam her body. Angela slinks in behind him, closing the door. “Like what you see?”

As an answer, his hands are on her, squeezing her tits through her top and grinding his clearly hard cock against her ass. She shudders at his roughness. “V-room C-c-clearingly.” His fingers move downward, finding the waistband of her skirt. “D-do you even know how to clean a bathroom?”

Angela pushes his hands away and turns to face him. “I’ll show you.” She reaches for his belt buckle and starts working it. He gasps, eyes full of shock and arousal. “I-is this cheating? I mean…Cleaning…”

“Vacuuming fur-clar-larity,” she teases, reaching into his boxers to stroke his hot, thickness. He groans, trying to enter her, but she slaps his hands away again. “No way, buddy. I’m in charge here.”

She pushes him back on the couch and hikes up her skirt, revealing her wrestler butt. Crawling over him, she gives him a taste of her fat, tasty pussy. She reaches down and unzips his fly, freeing his massive erection. Still grinding, she puts her tits in his face and plants her pussy right on the tip of his cock. “Don’t you dare cum until after I do.”

“R-right, r-right.” He pants, popping her nipple into his mouth and suckling hard. His hands grip her curvy hips, trying to force her down on his pole but she resists. She’s in charge here. Not him.

She grinds faster, feeling the smack of his big cock against her sweet lips with each thrust. His fingers dig into her plump cheeks, maybe leaving bruises, but she revels in it. She needs him to mark her because he’s going to be a frequent customer after this.

Finally, she can’t take it anymore. With a guttural moan, she crashes down on his cock, impaling herself on his massive rod. She rides him hard and fast, throwing her head back in rapture. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she bounces, his cock hitting depths she’s never felt.

He groans and cums hard, leaving a massive load inside her dripping cunt. She milks every drop, squeezing her velvety walls around him. She collapses on his chest, sweaty and spent. “So,” she pants, “does this count as “rent received”? I’d hate for you to file any complaints.”

He chuckles heartily and pats her ass. “I’d never file a complaint. In fact, I think regular “inspections” are a good idea.” He grins. “For the good of the property, of course. Plumbing. Floorboards. Roofs. Bedrooms…”

She smirks and gives his cock a squeeze. It’s already starting to get hard again. “I’m afraid one of your tenants doesn’t handle temporary lodging very well. “She leans down to whisper in his ear. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?” She hops off his lap and reaches for a tissue to wipe the cum from her well-used cunt. “Check back in a week. My ass needs some reinforcing.” she says with a wink.

He senses the invitation and knows this won’t be the last time he’s got his pole plumbing her cock-sucking holes. With a “thanks for your property”, she closes the door and slides down to the floor. She sat there breathing a moment and smiled to herself.
The life of a sex worker was tough, but it beat working for a living, that’s for sure.