Obediently, she began to change. The last guy – the big football player that she saw last time she was over – smirked at her. She pulled his jeans down slightly – as much as she could with him seated the way he was. Choke me with your cock, Sir,” Jenny said. Finally, he removed his hand from the back of her head, and she popped up, drooling over his cock and panting for breath. “Does this bitch deepthroat?” Bo asked. She sped back across town after sucking off Mike, running a couple lights in the process, and just made it in time. Jenny’s phone buzzed, and she saw the video that Mike had taken of her earlier. He smiled at Jenny as she made her way to him first, offering him a beer silently. She could still feel the dried cum residue on her cheek, regardless of her efforts to rub it lose in the car. She adjusted her position, kneeling in front of him and letting him rest his controller on her back as she placed her lips on his cock. She left out the back door, closing it quietly, and ran toward Mike’s house. As it did, she looked up at Bo, who was smiling down at her.
