“Ana,” he gasped. “Do you normally allow your lovers to come in your mouth?”
She shook her head, “No,” and by way of invitation, increased her suction.
“Good…then here’s…a break…from routine…”
Waves of creamy, salty juice exploded from his c**k, filling Ana’s famished mouth and throat. She swallowed as much of the thick seed as she could, and cursed herself when she felt a stream of it leaking from the side of her mouth. Nevertheless, she persisted, sucking Beau’s p***s as more blasts issued from him. She joyously devoured his manly nectar, while his wild howls of orgasm filled her ears. Little by little, she milked him dry. Then, feeling especially wanton, deliciously naughty, she used his softening c**k as a tool, scooping up the juice on her chin and neck, licking him clean.
Finally
