She was losing control—becoming the perfect slut I wanted her to be. Those tits, that tight Colombian ass, brown skin glowing under the dim light—god, I'd fuck her like an animal, ruin her pretty innocence.
"You ready to take my dick in your mouth?" I teased low.
She was still stroking—eyes fixed on the hardness, the size, the girth—afraid but burning in heat, breath quick.
She couldn't say anything—just opened her mouth wide, tongue out flat, like her body moved on instinct, ready to worship.
"Good girl," I growled, looking down at her slutty face—pretty features begging to be fucked, sweet and innocent no more.
Brittany bit her shoulder harder—massaging Gloria's tits from behind, pinching nipples erect and tight, offering them up for my mouth.
I took my cock in hand—stopped her stroking—and slapped it heavy on her waiting tongue. Wet smacks filled the room, precum smearing shiny across her pink tongue, her pretty face taking my dick like it was made for this.
