Sunni Daize - Overcharged and Under Sexed

Sunni Daize lounges by her sparkling pool, when she notices something off about the latest invoice from her pool boy, Johnny. The numbers don't add up—200 for a quick skim and a chemical check? She squints at the receipt, catching the subtle pattern of overcharges that had been piling up for weeks. With a smirk, she decides confrontation is in order, but not the usual kind. When Johnny swaggers over in his tight trunks, all muscle and cocky grin, Sunni adjusts her sunglasses and purrs, “You've been padding the bill, haven't you, darling? I think it's time you repay me—properly.” She arches an eyebrow, her gaze dropping pointedly to his crotch, making it clear she expects compensation far more satisfying than cash—and with that big cock of his, she knew she'd come out ahead.