Dragging his rod between her clenching fingers, she milking his rod- tightening her squeezes with each rise and fall.
Still squatting on her knees- lodged between his legs, her small lips closed on tightly on his tip- sucking out his orgasm.
Together, they moaned- feeling the rage surging through his veined cock.
The first three loads shot out violently- wheezing out of his hardened cock- blasting straight into the back of her throat- and splattered there like paint on the wall.
In hard, fast strokes- Angel squeezed his cock- twirling in continuous rotations.
Bright white stars exploded in Mike's eyes. His jaws slackened- and a torrent of gasps and moans came rasping through. Angel fucked his cock with her hand. She threw her head back- and brought it back down. The hollows of her pink cheeks sank inwards- sucking the tip- feeling it throb.
