Busty and beautiful, Blake Blossom primps in front of the mirror for a dinner reservation. She asks her boyfriend Ken Feels if he’s ready, but Ken can’t find his keys. XXX Blake spies the keys and playfully puts them down her dress. Plopping down onto the couch, she tells Ken they should play hot and cold for them. Eventually Ken realizes that the keys must be on Blake’s person. She continues to play her hot and cold game as he works his way down her body. When Ken pulls her miniskirt up and tugs her thong aside to eat her trimmed cooch, Blake lets him know that he’s blazing hot. He’s on fire as he finger bangs Blake to an orgasm. Ken gets to his feet at Blake’s insistence and watches the keys fall away along with her dress. They agree that it would be best to skip their reservation in favor of fucking. Blake rewards Ken’s excellent decision making by dropping to her knees to suck him down in an enthusiastic blowjob. Sitting Ken down on the couch, Blake climbs into his lap. She sinks down on his hardon, taking him in inch by delicious inch. When she’s fully seated, she begins rocking her hips in a rhythm designed to bring them both absolute delight. Blake gets on her knees next, inviting Ken back inside. He is quick to oblige, shoving home to give Blake the doggy style pussy pounding she needs. When Blake disengages long enough to get on her back, Ken is quick to reenter her at this new angle of penetration. They wind things down as Blaky lays on her side with one leg held in the air and Ken buried deep in her twat. When her appetite for sex is finally sated, Blake resumes her position crouched in front of her love. Stroking with purpose, she works Ken with a handie until he explodes on her big naturals.
This time, his groan, “Awwggh yeah!” was so sexy, I wish it was a person so I could fuck it. Sorry haha. It’s just that… there is a biological reason we’re disgusted by shit and I couldn’t help but think there was something wrong with Mike. “Don’t worry,” consoled Mike, giving my cock a nice squeeze, “I put most of my money in my bag anyway, so he’s barely got anything in that wallet.”
We were pretty close to the swimming pool by then and I purposely stopped wanking Mike off. His kiss was unexpected, but I welcomed it anyway. Nice name. I gave Mike a look that said, “Are you retarded?” He replied with a look that said, “It’s alright.”
The man looked at Mike with narrowed eyes and slowly grinned after checking the wallet. “Since the first time we fucked in those changing rooms.”
“Am I that obvious?” he said fearfully.
