Hiring a house painter was supposed to be a simple home improvement decision, but the moment this rugged blue-collar stud walked through the door in paint-splattered jeans and a sweat-soaked tank top, the homeowner knew the only thing getting renovated today was his ass.
The flirting starts subtle — lingering glances, unnecessary closeness when discussing color swatches, accidental brush of calloused hands against smooth skin. But when the painter catches the homeowner staring at the thick bulge straining his work jeans, subtlety goes out the window.
The painter drops his roller and pins the homeowner against the freshly painted wall, leaving handprints on the wet surface as he tears down both their pants. His rough, working-class cock is thick and eager, and he wastes no time sliding it raw into the homeowner’s fat ass. The bareback pounding is brutal — the painter fucks like he works, with relentless stamina and zero finesse. Paint cans topple as he hammers that thick ass until he pulls out and adds his own white finish to the job.
