"Well, you don't expect me to do all the work, do you?" she said with a small laugh. She ran her hands over his smooth ass again, and added, "Do it, Jay! f**k my mouth and shove your fat c**k right down my throat!"
He obliged by pulling her head and rocking his hips at the same time, driving his d**k down her throat and holding her lovely face mashed against his belly. He held her tightly impaled and groaned at the exquisite feeling as he humped her face trying to get even more of his c**k down her throat.
When she decided it was time that she needed to breathe, she push on his legs and he let her go. With a web of throat-slime bridging the small gap between her lips and his glistening c**k-head, she looked up and said, "Can you talk while you f**k?"
"Um, I guess," he replied, obviously
