I couldn’t wait another second. Cane’s massive c**k throbbed in my hands, hot, heavy, and leaking like a faucet. I climbed onto him, straddling his muscular thighs, my soaked p***y hovering just above that monstrous shaft. I wrapped both hands around the thick base and stroked him slowly, squeezing, feeling every pulsing vein.
His moan was deep, guttural, and pure music to my filthy ears. “Fuuuuck, Nora…” The sound made my p***y clench and drip fresh cream onto his balls. I stroked faster, twisting my hands, smearing his precum all over his length until it glistened obscenely.
I leaned down, my heavy t**s brushing against his abs, and took the fat, dripping head into my mouth. The taste was intoxicating — salty precum mixed with his natural musk. I stretched my lips wide, forcing more of
