Sadie Holmes And Eric Masterson

Bored out of their minds, Sadie Holmes and Eric Masterson kicked around the house with nothing to do. She got that itch between her legs and went for it — zipper down in one quick tug, mouth on his cock. Spit and all. He got stiff fast. Mid-blow she yanked him up and walked him straight to the bedroom. There was the milking table, hole right where it counted. Eric flopped onto his stomach, cock hanging. She went after it like she was starving — both hands pumping, tongue everywhere, whole length disappearing past her lips. Then the kicker: she swung a leg up, toes gripping the shaft while her fingers dove into her shaved pussy. His balls drew tight. He blew hard, shooting rope after rope across her red lips.