Her body writhed on top of his, her pussy squirming against his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his hips and fondled his balls. Her touch enthralled him. He dipped his finger in the ceremonial oil then worked it into her ass—her immediate response being to take more of his pole into her mouth ...
Dane offered Shasta an encouraging smile. “While we’re getting that fresh air, I’ll explain the Macho Marauder to you.” “Wait.” She looked down at her bare feet. “My shoes…” She wiggled her feet into a pair of canvas slip-ons, then shoved her house key in her pocket. “I guess I’m ready.” He laced...