Beneath Johnson’s crunching and snorts, a soft vacuum of a mouth smacked audibly on his pecker. ‘Judge not lest ye be judged’ and so on. Xxx ‘Gul-ummmmphh!!’ she cried into Johnson’s nut sack. The girl’s hands scratched at the seats, trying to pull herself away, gagging and sputtering on this big monster as it bullied its way down her throat. King was shaking, sweat pooling around his collar. Jackie O. The failing breaths of dying bodies struggled forth to ask their urgent question:
‘I’m gonna cum inside you, girl… Do you want that juice?’
She was screaming now, raving lunatic words that bounced echoes off the bathroom walls: ‘Yesssss! I’ve missed you so much!’
Stepping forward, King wrapped his strong arms around her from behind, burying her face into her thick hair and opening his wet mouth onto her neck. He gripped her calves and hefted her forward,
