Blow-job Stories

The taste of Carl’s spunk lingered in my mouth as Jorge pushed my dress up over my waist, yanked my panties to one side and thrust his length deep into my sopping snatch. I squealed in surprise at the suddenness of his intrusion, though, in my state, I had no problem accommodating him. As he commenced pounding me, I was conscious of my pearl necklace bouncing against my breasts every time Jorge’s hips smacked into my butt...