Confront Lola

Her smirk seems to be mocking you. You're no longer accustomed to being judged and blood rushes to your head as you angrily increase the **** of your thrusts, not breaking eye contact with Lola while Shantana gags loudly below you. The Latina sniggers.

That does it. Incredulously you stop facefucking Shantana and open your mouth to say something. Then, as you feel the cool breeze on your slimey cock and hear Shantana cough up slime, violently trying to catch breath, you think better of it. It's true, your brain's just not cut out to do two things at once, but that doesn't mean you have to forgo the welcoming tightness of a throat just to formulate a coherent sentence. Instead of halting the **** on Shantana's throat completely, you decide that the real drain on attention while facefucking is the movement.

So you slide your dick back into the black girl who at first squirms and seems to need a bit more time to get some air into her lungs but stops resisting of her own accord, probably remembering that this isn't a punishment, this is a reward. You lodge the eight inches of your man meat firmly inside her throat and stop moving, holding her head against your thighs with one hand. Your cock feels warm and secure as the warm, soft walls of her esophagus pulsate, trying to expel the foreign object. With Shantana's little, phlegm extruding nose pressed firmly against your belly you again direct your attention at Lola.

"What's there to laugh about?" you sneer at her.

The hardbody giggles again, infuriating you even more, which you release by roughly grabbing at Shantana's fake tits, squeezing a handfull of the soft tissue around the nipple.

"You're a one trick pony is all." Lola says.

You look at her with confusion. Her voice is sultry and appealing. One of those magic intermediate ejaculations leaves your body as she says it, leaving Shantana shivering as the jizz is shot into her stomach.

"It's like this." Lola sighs, seeing your lack of understanding. "What you're doing is hot, sure. It's really turning me on that you're using my friend like a piece of meat, I'll probably fantasize about it tonight. That's fine. But it seems to be the only thing you're capable of. You're like a facefuck nerd. And that's funny."

You squint at her, still not quite comprehending. Her voice still has this enchanting effect on you, every word producing a new spurt from your cock. Cum is already drooling from Shantana's nose as you've filled up her throat and stomach.

"Hey!" you say after a minute of silence, finally getting to the meaning of Lola's criticism. "I'm not a one trick pony, I can be tender too!"