Her puffy pussy lips were shaved, and a small mound of dark hair sat atop her slit. This particular evening she had on a simple pair of black shorts and a crop top. It was puckered shut, a wet little ball of flesh just waiting to be pushed open. “Oh yes baby,” Travis groaned as he pushed back Callie’s thick thighs, keeping her pussy nice and spread as he began pumping his cock in and out of her. Well then, before we can move forward with next weekend, I’ll need to take your pussy so that I know what I’m whoring out to my friends. He had complimented her and called her a beautiful girl while sympathizing about her divorce; Callie wrote it off as him just being sweet. He slapped his cock on her clit a few times, teasing her before slowly sliding down to her hole and pushing his head in until her tight little fuckhole had completely engulfed it. “Such a perfectly tight little fuck hole,” he observed as he slid his finger in further, until it was almost at the knuckle.
