She gripped the strap of her purse, her knuckles turning white, her body trembling with anticipation. He came around the counter, his body towering over her. Kayla gasped, her body jerking, her hand stroking him faster, harder. He thrust two fingers into her, rough and fast, curling them to hit her G-spot. “What would he say if it were me?” She turned the car around and headed home, her mind racing, her body aching with a need she’d never acknowledged before. Marcus growled into her mouth, his fingers hooking into the lace of her thong, pulling it aside. Fuck me.”
He slammed into her, his hips pounding against hers, his cock filling her completely. Her pussy throbbed, her body aching with a need she could no longer ignore. Kayla gasped, her body jerking, her hand stroking him faster, harder. She gripped the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white as she imagined herself on those screens, her tiny body engulfed by black flesh, her mouth stretching wide to accommodate a thick, pulsating cock.
