I really do love that she embraces my fetish for female undergarments. There are a lot of women who wouldn’t, and for me to find such a goddess who ...oves me the way she does, and who is so tolerable of my fetishes is unbelievable. “Go take a shower and change, we are going out.” She commanded. “And don’t even think about playing with that gorgeous cock!” I was slightly taken aback, but I must admit I liked this new dominant side to Jenny. Where was this leading? What is ahead of me tonight?. Cum splashed across my right cheek and up just around my eye. It pasted the underside of my black bangs in white. It dripped above my mouth in a thick man-milk mustache. It spilled from my face onto my tits, little dollops on the right and a veritable puddle on the left. Not wanting to waste any more, I pressed my lips back onto his head, this time getting my tongue ready for the catch, and pumped his handle hard. I wanted every drop. The torrent I got in my mouth was delicious, though a. We had it in our mouths. It was all over my crotch area, matting down what little pubic hair I had. It coated Tommy’s gorgeous dick and there was even some foam on it from the intensity of our pumping. There were wet spots on the sheets, the pillow cases, and on Tommy’s shirt, which somehow ended up under us at some point. The mess was evidence of our lust for each other. It was like a damn burst. After that, we went at it like rabbits whenever we could. Tommy couldn’t keep his hands off my. A. Tittyhawk was dreaming.She was back in the strip club, this time riding Commander Titjob's massive cock, her pussy clenching furiously around it's pulsing length. She began shuttering to a climax, her tits pulsing with light, her hands clenching against his shirt as she rode him in reverse cowgirl. She was coming hard, her face a distorted mask of pleasure and pain, her tits lifting her off of her lover, his hands gripping her hips and pushing her down hard on his cock as she got near the.