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The scent of expensive musk and hot, slick skin hung heavy in the penthouse suite. Chloe, that blonde bombshell you book, wasn't just posing; she was *demanding*. Her big tits bounced with predatory grace as she hooked her nails into your shoulders, pulling you down until your mouths crashed together. Her pussy was already dripping, a wet, needy sound punctuating the ragged breaths between you. "Take my cock deep," she ground out, her voice a husky rasp against your lips. You drove into her, feeling the tight, hot grip around your shaft, the salty taste of her arousal flooding your mouth as you started to pound. She arched her back, letting out a guttural moan that vibrated right through your groin. "Fuck me harder!" she shrieked, hips bucking wildly. You grabbed her ass, lifting it high so you could bury your face in the curve, tasting the sweet musk of her core. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you into a punishing rhythm, her nails digging in like hooks. "Cum inside me! Breed me until I can't walk!" she begged, just before a shudder ran through her body, a glorious squirt spraying hot against your chin. This fucking view is addictive.