Casie's plumbing is examined by a handyman.

 Cassie eagerly was tapping her long fingernails onto the kitchen counter "This seems to take all day. Why isn't there a handyman in the kitchen now?"

She was talking to herself then let out an angry breath; she was about to be heading out for an office gathering. Her kitchen drain pipe has been blocked for two days, and she was determined to get it repaired as soon as she could.

The phone rang; it was her coworkers asking her why she wasn't present at the event.

Cassie was wearing an elegant red dress allowing her black curls to fall over her shoulders. Her breasts looked perfectly smooth in the dress.

It was stunning against her dark brown skin. The heels highlighted her broad hips, and highlighted her sturdy legs.

She began pacing around the floor with a fright. Before she could even begin talking to herself the bell was rung. She walked in the door.

A handyman with a strong build was standing by his toolbox.

"I was thinking Gilbert was going to repair her plumbing problem," she queried.

"I'm currently working with Gilbert. Gilbert asked me to fix your sink. He's not feeling well today," he answered in an eerie voice.

Cassie was standing at the door, somewhat reluctant for him to enter as she had been used to Gilbert fixing her kitchen's doors, kitchen and bathroom. She finally exhaled a tired sigh and welcomed him inside.

"Come into the kitchen," she gestured with her finger towards the kitchen's sink.

"Ah, okay. I'll be back working," the man said with an automated response.

It took him less than ten minutes to repair it.

When he was packing his toolbox Cassie told him, "Wow, that was fast. I'm impressed with your handyman abilities."

She was relieved and handed him a smile. He smiled back at her with a fixed gaze.

He had to blink several times in order to get his eyes off of her gorgeous brown eyes.

Cassie felt a little excited

"What's your name, Mr. Handyman?"

"Pierre," he said. He sat down and stepped closer to Cassie, "And yours?"

"Cassie," she said as she stepped up close enough to smell his perfume.

There were some dark hairs that hung from his beard, which was blonde. He looked at her eyes and could sense the desire he had for her.

"Are you looking to have a blast, Mr. Handyman?", Cassie laughed.

Pierre took a couple of seconds to think through her question. He took her big a** by two hands before squeezing them together.

Cassie took off his belt, and took a couple of minutes to remove his clothes until he was unclothed in the kitchen.

She chuckled at herself, "the handyman is standing with a large strong cock on my counter."

The attraction grew more, and she grabbed his daddy and began rubbing it. The man opened his mouth, and let loose a sluggish moan while she began rubbing it harder.

"Take off my ring and I'd like to see you," he said as his cock expanded within her palms.

Cassie removed her dress and tossed it across the living room. Pierre stood in the corner holding his head in her fingers looking at her beautiful chocolate nibbles. He leant in and began drinking them, while she felt the chocolate drip.

Cassie was able to feel him flick her nipples using his tongue. She felt his hand feel the hair on her pissy she threw her lips there and began to rub her clit.

They were touching each other in the same way. She pushed her hips forward while he rubbed more quickly.

"Mmm... take a look at how wet you look."

"Let me get you fucked," said the handyman

He took her in and laid her down on the counter of the kitchen. It was perfectly level so that he could fuck her, while she lay on her back with her legs spread wide.

Pierre moved his bouncing cock in one push into her tummy and observed Cassie screaming in delight. Slowly, he pulled himself through her.

Her breasts were small and jiggled every time he pulled them inside. He pulled out his hand and spat at the dark folds of her pussy.

She massaged his pussy area with his fingers before gently pulling her neck. Cassie laughed at the thought of this.

Pierre was pulling his cock inside and out, while engaging in a game with his clit. He watched her squeezing her pissy hole as she moved closer to her climax.

He could feel her thigh become tighter. He was afraid that his cock would explode within her and he waited patiently for her to get her cock.

He watched her lift her hips, enjoying the moment as she reveled in the last minutes of her sexual pleasure.

"I want to put my cum in your mouth. I'd like to put it up with my pregnancy. I'd like to fuck that gorgeous mouth of yours." the man said while he was with her.

Cassie left the counter, and fell on her knees. She was wearing heels. Pierre took her head gently and observed her lips move around his body.

She took a sip, licked it and licked it and sucked it. She pushed her mouth upwards to his neck and then down.

"Fuck me in the mouth Pierre," she laughed with a cheeky smile.

The man who was handy grabbed her hair and began to gnash her.

He watched her smiling on himself and his cock. He could feel her tongue kissing him throughout the entire time regardless of whether he was going faster.

He was now putting his cock into her mouth, while keeping her head steady.

"Do You Like This? you ask?" he grunted.

Cassie blinks in a rush to confirm her decision. She was eager to try his chew.

He groaned as she watched the speed of his pace increasing in her mouth. He suddenly released a loud scream while she felt the edge of his cock slide down her throat.

Cum was pouring into her throat, and out of the sides of her mouth.

"Do you wish to take a bite of it?" he asked and walked away.

She did not respond, but she glanced at him in the face and gulped the entire thing in one go. The sticky substance of the handyman was dripping down the side of her mouth, falling down to her breasts.

The handyman smiled at her , and told her, "Call me anytime you require fixing."