As Kitty McPherson stood poised in front of the mirror, her sultry gaze locked onto her reflection, she couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. Her fuck date was running a tad behind schedule, but she was more than happy to use the extra time to primp and preen, making sure every aspect of her appearance was nothing short of perfection.
With meticulous care, she touched up her makeup, adding a dash of extra mascara to her already-luscious lashes and a swipe of bold red lipstick to her plump, inviting lips. Next, she turned her attention to her halter top, expertly adjusting the straps to showcase her ample cleavage to its fullest advantage. The soft, golden lighting of the studio danced across her skin, casting a warm glow over her toned physique and accentuating the curves of her breasts. Kitty’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she gave herself a sultry once-over, her confidence soaring with each passing moment.
Just then, the studio manager ambled over to strike up a conversation, inquiring about Kitty’s thoughts on the upcoming sex scene with Rocky. Her response was immediate and enthusiastic, a breathless tumble of words that left no doubt as to her eagerness to get down to business. “I’m excited, nervous, and ready,” she confessed, her voice husky with anticipation. “It’s going to be pure, unadulterated sex with a stranger – no strings attached, no fuss, no muss. Just sport-sex at its finest, with no awkward ‘I’ll call you’ goodbyes after we’ve both cum.”
As Kitty spoke, Rocky was busy shedding his clothing on the other side of the wall, his movements swift and economical as he prepared to make his entrance. When he finally emerged, his chiseled physique was on full display, his rock-hard cock standing proudly at attention as he made a beeline for Kitty. His eyes locked onto her breasts, and he couldn’t help but be drawn in by the tantalizing sight of her cleavage, spilling out of her tight halter top like a sumptuous feast.
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Without hesitation, Rocky reached out to cup Kitty’s breasts, his thumbs tracing lazy circles around her nipples as he savored the feel and size of her tits. He pulled each one out, his mouth closing around her nipples as he sucked and licked, his face buried in the soft, golden flesh of her cleavage. The sound of his labored breathing filled the air, punctuated by the occasional grunt of pleasure as he motorboated Kitty, his tongue dancing across her skin with reckless abandon.
Kitty, meanwhile, was growing increasingly aroused, her body responding to Rocky’s touch with a will of its own. She dropped to her knees, her mouth opening wide as she swallowed his long shaft to the hilt. The sound of her slurping and licking filled the air, a symphony of suction and pleasure that left Rocky gasping in delight. This was no timid, hesitant blowjob – Kitty was a seasoned pro, her movements confident and assured as she worked her magic on Rocky’s cock.
As she sucked and licked, Rocky’s eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity as he watched her work. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her movements, urging her on with a series of low, husky growls. And then, in a move that left Kitty gasping in surprise, Rocky slid his dick between her tits, the soft flesh enveloping his cock like a warm, wet glove. Kitty’s response was immediate, her hands closing around her breasts as she squeezed them together, sandwiching Rocky’s cock between her jugs.
She planted her lips around his boner once more, her mouth working its magic as she sucked and licked, her passion and enthusiasm evident in every movement. This was no half-hearted blowjob – Kitty was fully invested, her body responding to Rocky’s touch with a fervor that left him breathless and begging for more. As the action unfolded, Rocky’s desire to fuck Kitty’s pussy and ass grew more urgent, his need to claim her as his own becoming almost overwhelming.
And Kitty, sensing his hunger, was more than happy to oblige, her body gagging for the rough, raw sex that only Rocky could provide. The air was electric with tension, the promise of what was to come hanging like a challenge between them, waiting to be seized and explored.
