Sweaty Gym Fuck with Cheerleader Slut Lana Seymour

So… Jazz was just pulling a steaming hot frozen pizza she had made for dinner out of the oven when he came up-stairs after a long session in his dark room. Vxxx Max watched her closely, seeing the tell tale signs of her nerves clearly written across her face. Max laughed to himself, “Well, actions do speak louder than words.”
Jazz sat for a minute, just staring at his cock, as if she were trying to memorize every detail. Max smiled as he crawled up her body to lie beside her, reaching to gently stroke her hair. After several minutes they had to come up for air, Jazz sat up taking the opportunity to slip off her tank top.