Priming

D-Train had spent his day differently. He had his favorite bitch on all fours, his cock buried in her pussy, pushing forward time and again relentlessly, his balls slapping off her clit. She purred and moaned and squealed as he fucked her, taking the edge off him so he'd be more charming when Brianna arrived later that night.

He plowed her with little love or affection, just working to his nut. His phone rested on his bitch's lower back, and he scrolled through pictures of her. She looked so innocent, but some of these pictures ... and fuck, that ass was bigger than Valentina's.

The combination of Valentina's well-fucked pussy and Brianna's pictures brought him to a fierce climax. But not yet done, he stamped his foot twice on the floor, altering Consuela downstairs that he wanted her in the laundry room.