They Wanna See It All

Sandy Love shows up ready to break in fresh meat. First thing she does is peel off every stitch Tatted Tommy is wearing, then slathers his thick, uncut piece with lube so it glistens. Tommy flops into the chair and Sandy gets busy, sniffing the warm hair under his arms, then dropping to the floor to tongue his socks before stripping them off and sucking each toe. She flips him over, tongue gliding up his crack while he’s spread wide—rusty trombone, head-over-heels reverse piledriver, and finally him planting his full weight on her face. She comes up gasping, but smiles, because it’s her turn: she drops to her knees, swallows him to the root, gags, pulls off to let the spit drip down his shaft. Tommy repays the favor, tongue diving between her thighs, then Sandy climbs back on for another sloppy round. When he’s throbbing and she’s soaked, she climbs on top—amazon bounce, front piledriver, reverse piledriver, doggy, then folded in half until her knees touch her ears. Tommy pulls out at the last second, painting her cheeks and lips. Later, in the shower, he’s still catching his breath, grinning like he can’t believe what just happened.