North Bound In Your Mouth

Brit’s mouth is where the magic happens. She loves the feel of cock sliding over her tongue and doesn’t waste a second. Tonight she had two of them, and she went to work—wet, greedy, relentless. She bobbed from one shaft to the other until her cheeks hollowed and spit ran down her chin. When she’d wrung every last twitch out of us, we finished all over her face, glazing her with thick ropes of hot cum that she didn’t bother wiping away.