Blondes Love Missionary Compilation

“When was the last time she came, Marcus?”

“Last night,” I said. “Of course you are, but there’s just something about creaming all over this slut’s face that’s just… different.”

She looked back down at Bobbi. “Sorry, boss,” Erin said with a Cheshire grin as she approached me. God… sex had no right to be this good. On top of that, she practically had a faucet running between her legs… I’d never seen her so wet. Reflexively, Bobbi stood up, the slight smile she’d been wearing fading as a bag of vegetable crisps fell from her lap. “She annoys the shit out of me.”

I snorted. I could understand where Bobbi was coming from. I simply held her against me, churning in and out of her as she came in my lap, avoiding answering the question altogether.