He wants a new girl

"I want some fresh meat," you hear Mason growl, as you pound into Millie. You glance over your shoulder and see him choosing between Deandre and Irina, the Russian girl looking back at him with smouldering eyes and winking. With a grunt he grabs her hips and thrusts his cock between her thighs, rubbing the shaft against her sodden folds.

"Oh my Mr. Carter!" she purrs. "So powerful and strong! You make me feel so womanly. Oh My!" she moans as he slowly sheathes himself in her.

"That's nice and tight," he growl as she arches her back and moans wantonly, tossing her auburn hair.

"So big you are....so big Mr. Carter...so big for a little girl like Irina...Oh Yes Mr. Carter! Yes! Make Irina Take It All! Yes! Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screams, bucking against him as Deandre wraps an arm around her neck and nuzzles her cheek. You grin fiercely as you pound into the squealing and writhing teen impaled on your cock, your mind fierce and feral and reptilian.