'She's acting.... that has to be it, right?' Scott told himself; his eyes focused on the camera as he watched Poppy sucking on the tip of Alex's tongue, slurping on his spit with a delighted face.
To top it off, she moaned and whimpered into his mouth while their tongues danced, drinking in every sensation from touching his slick skin, the heat of his chest against her breasts, the hardness of his abs leading down to his bulging dick.
His monstrous cock buried inside her slippery lips, pressing against her swollen cunt, and finally, when his erection and small bumps rubbed against her clitoris with his movements, driving her wild with lust and eagerness.
Despite the danger involved, she found herself pulling him closer and arching her neck so that he could kiss the side of her neck, sending waves of bliss cascading down her spine; even then, he slid his thumb across her cheek and ran it down her throat making her shudder and bite her lower lip in excitement.
