Xavier stood between her legs like he was about to ruin a masterpiece. His c**k was out, thick and leaking, the flushed tip glossy and twitching as he scooped frosting with his hand, dark, rich chocolate, then smeared it straight across Sky’s bare p***y.
The cool sugar hit her hot, swollen flesh and she gasped, her back arching off the tasting counter.
Her legs trembled, spread wide, cunt still dripping from being finger-f****d minutes earlier, the air thick with s*x and sugar.
The frosting clung to her folds, melting slowly against her heat, mixing with her slick, turning her p***y into a sticky, messy, glistening playground.
Xavier’s eyes were wild.
He grabbed her thighs, fingers digging into her skin, and dragged her to the edge of the counter. Her ass nearly slid off. Her breath
