Bailey sucks his cock

Bailey arched a brow but obeyed, hips swaying as she led the way to Jess's room—Dan's palm smacking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. She yelped, then she smirked over her shoulder. "Kinky."

Dan **** her onto her knees his cock already stiffening again. "Suck my cock, slut," not asking. Commanding.

Bailey’s lips parted eagerly—she’d fantasized about this moment. Her tongue flicked out to taste him, salty and bitter with remnants of him fucking her earlier.But as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, stretching .

Jessica had given up after her first two awkward attempts at sucking Dan’scock. Bailey was different. Even as she gagged around his girth, her fingers tightened at the base, stroking what she couldn’t swallow. Her eyes watered, but she didn’t pull back—instead, she hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard as her hand worked in tandem.

Dan just feeling the way Bailey's mouth sucked him. Jess had always treated blowjobs like an obligation, something to endure. Bailey? Bailey fucking worshipped him.

Dan's cock throbbed violently, swelling impossibly thicker in her mouth—half from the filthy suction of her lips, half from the realization that Jess was at her parents right now, oblivious. The thought made him moan involuntarily. Bailey gagged around him, eyes watering—but she didn't stop.

"Fuck Bailey," he blurted, voice cracking. "You can do this whenever you want." The words escaped like a confession—raw, unplanned. His cheeks burned. Too needy. Too ****. Fuck.

Bailey grinned around his cock, pulling off with a wet pop. "Even when Jess is home?" she breathed the words, tongue flicking the swollen head of his cock. Teasing. Testing.

Dan couldn't speak—couldn't breathe—couldn't think. His pulse roared in his ears, drowning out any guilt. His head jerked in a nod—yes, fuck, yes—before he could stop himself.

Bailey's grin was victorious. She gripped his cock tighter, stroking him slowly as she murmured, "Good." Her tongue flicked out to lick his shaft.