Sour Candy came in with the white top and the black skirt still on.
She put her tongue on my cock first. Wet hair. That line on her forehead. Looking at me like she already knew.
Then I put her on her back and went in. Skirt up. I put the massage gun on her clit and left it there.
She made a sound I hadn’t heard from her yet. Eyes wide. Tongue out. Hand on her own pussy trying to keep up.
I kept fucking her with that thing buzzing on her. She didn’t take the top off. She didn’t ask me to stop.
When I pulled out she was still smiling. Ass up. Like she wanted the gun back on.
