She tore open Daniel’s zipper, hauled his cock out, and spat a thick string of spit across the head. The slick drops rolled along his thick shaft as she blew on it, watching it glisten. He lifted her heather skirt to find a thin cream thong smooshed up her lips and slick with heat. The little lace triangle begged him on. With his jeans pooled at his ankles, Daniel buried his face there, muttering filthy thanks right into warm folds like a starving man, beard grazing damp skin, tongue lapping and flicking between long urgent gulps.
She tore open Daniel’s zipper, hauled his cock out, and spat a thick string of spit across the head. The slick drops rolled along his thick shaft as she blew on it, watching it glisten. He lifted her heather skirt to find a thin cream thong smooshed up her lips and slick with heat. The little lace triangle begged him on. With his jeans pooled at his ankles, Daniel buried his face there, muttering filthy thanks right into warm folds like a starving man, beard grazing damp skin, tongue lapping and flicking between long urgent gulps.