The Goat: Part IV

Mazee makes his fourth lap on this couch and we've slotted him opposite Riley, a fresh-cheeked newbie ready to bounce. Johnny throws some quick questions at Mazee, then the goat peels off his satin jacket, drops the See HIM drawers, and before the waistband hits his knees Riley is already tugging the bulge out for a courtesy taste. She gives his pole the slick treatment, shines him up nice, then climbs the ladder to sniff his armpit, tongue flat over both nipples, before planting his heels in her lap and tonguing every inch of those big nine-footers. Mazee lounges back with a grin when he hears where she lands next, because the eat-out stage is where he truly shines. First it’s the classic spread eagle, Riley licking around his rim like it’s an appetizer, followed by the rattly trombone while her nose brushes his balls, then an upside-down reverse pile that puts her mouth right where it counts. He trades favors, dips his head between her thighs and tongue-fucks that pretty pink slit until her thighs shake, then stands tall so she can gag on every dark inch of him. He cuts the slow build short and just plants his ass on her face, letting her lick and chew until he’s slick again. Round finally clicks in and they run through the entire set list: front-ways pile, flip-into-backside pile, Riley up in your lap seat for the amazon squat, the old trusty cowgirl bounce, gruff doggy with her ass clapping back, ending with her folded under him like a bent straw. Two more hard pumps and he yanks free, climbs over her cheeks and fans a heavy rope across her tongue, her chin, the bridge of her nose. Afterward, steam pouring from the shower, the two trade smiles and soap each other clean, muttering that usual post-sex verdict: yep, business well handled.