Blowing The Babysitter

Millie Morgan had Tyler Cruise's cock down her throat the second he showed up. The blonde spit it out, kissed the head like she was saying sorry, then swallowed it again until her nose touched his stomach. Tyler stood there, jeans around his ankles, watching her jaw stretch while she bobbed with those glossy red lips. Spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits. She pulled back with a wet pop, took a breath, then buried him deep again, moaning around the shaft like she’d been waiting weeks. When she couldn’t wait any longer she stood, turned, pulled her panties aside and eased down onto him. Tyler’s hands grabbed her hips as she rode hard, knocking the picture frames on the dresser. She bent forward just enough for him to bottom out on every stroke, cursing under her breath and calling him her big boy. The wet slap of skin filled the room until Tyler’s face went tight and he unloaded inside her with a raw grunt. Millie stayed there, shaking, before sliding off and licking him clean.