Ebony rolled over, kissed him once, lightly as her hand stroked the cock that had just given her such pleasure, before sliding down towards it. Her hefty breasts dragged down his chest, erect nipples drawing thin lines in his pale skin.
She paused, his cock almost inside her mouth, he could feel her hot breath on his super-sensitive cock. “Sorry, didn’t catch that,” she said, lips brushing the sticky tip of his cock.
He smiled, controlling himself, barely. “My name is Ken,” he replied coolly. One hand reached down, winding itself in her kinky hair. “And who are you?” he asked.
“You called me Ebony, you know that,” she said, staring up at him, half his face obscured by the half-hard cock between the two of them.
“I’ll rephrase. What are you?”
Ebony smiled up at him, white teeth flashing against dark lips as she remembered what he’d yelled as he filled her with his cum, but saying that…
Her mouth opened… |