“Ms. “Nothing,” Jayda said. The dog’s long pink tongue licked the white orbs of her ass, then he stuffed his nose between them. “Here, see what it is.”
That nervous twitch under her left eye started. His chest tightened, but not from fear. He wanted to give her more, much more than the massage she asked for. He pumped with more purpose, but didn’t try to go any deeper. She said, “Nice.”
“Sorry, I didn’t think you’d get here so fast,” Tonya said. He held the smooth, round, meaty globes and pressed his erection against the moist skin. He used it to pull her stomach to his lips. She leaned on the building again and pushed her ass against his tongue. “At least not without your clothes on.”
“Fine,” she said and got off the bed. The hole that had readily yielded to his finger held fast when he hunched his body. After the show she and Becky had put on, why wouldn’t he. “What does she look like?”
“I didn’t get that from anyone that’s kin to you.
