As Chloe Amour watched the sweaty repairman, Max, work on fixing her dishwasher, she couldn't help but fantasize about feeling his thick cock inside her. Max caught her staring and gave her a wink before going back to his work. His muscular physique and bulge in his pants were driving her wild.
When Max finished the repair, he stood up and said, "All done, ma'am. You should be good to go." Chloe stepped closer to him, her hands running down his chest and over his stomach. "There's something else I need fixed," she purred.
Max looked at her confused, but when he felt her hands on his belt, he knew she meant his cock. "Are you sure, ma'am?" he asked nervously. "I don't want to get fired for this."
Chlo "I understand your concern, but I've made up my mind. Just remember, if anything goes wrong, it's on me."
