Naked Men Dancing

Sativa was shy. That’s what all her friends told me. They told me she was an introvert with a penchant for sucking long wangus and all it took was a little up close and personal talk to get her in the right mode.

 So, each week I started talking to after her and her friends split my dick between them and gave me cfnm blowjobs before I unleash a big blast all over their faces.

Instead of facepainting Sativa, the situation was a little more erotic. I started kissing her passionately before I ate out her muff and then one afternoon she came in early and demanded the dick inside her.

I wanted to charge her but it just didn’t feel right. Being a money-making male prostitute certainly has its perks and this was one of them.

She rode me up and down and the cfnm fucking was creating a euphoric feeling in my head as I barrelled through her tight twat.

I was lying on my back on Carl’s sofa as she injected the dick in her kitty and started riding me. Her demure side was suddenly non-existent as she started biting me and screaming and telling me to drill her harder.

She then started fucking me harder and telling me that she loves my fat cock and the conversation went from me telling her how warm, soft, and satisfying her wet twat was to her saying, “Cum on yeah fuck that pussy! C’mon get it! Get it! Get it!!!! Get that wet pussy!”

Perks.