She can cum if she sucks Michael

"Get down on your knees," Jake ordered, and frustrated by her own horniness Kjerstin complied. Anything to cum! Jake motioned Michael toward her. "Now you can play with yourself if you finish off Michael."

"Wh-what?" she gasped, staring from the fat boy looking through the window to the skinny one beside her.

Kjerstin's eyes lingered on Michael for only a second before becoming transfixed on the dick in front of her. A real live black cock, she thought, staring at it in lust. Her fingers crept to her wet folds and began to rub, a soft moan escaping her as Michael swivelled his hips, making his hard dick lightly swat both of her cheeks.

Kjerstin's mouth popped open on its own and Michael eased his way past the soft lips of the white goddess kneeling before him.

"Oh god, suck it," Michael pleaded, already so close to cumming that Kjerstin wouldn't have to do much. The girl's fingers rubbed hard on her own sex while her mouth eased forward over the throbbing head of Michael's dick.

"Oh fuck, I can't hold it!" Michael exclaimed, yanking himself out of her mouth in time to unload. Stream after stream of pent up cum splashed onto Kjerstin's model-like face, leaving thick white lines crossing her cheeks and nose.

Strangely, unlike when her boyfriend came on her face, Kjerstin found the thought of this black stranger defiling her face to be exciting, and as the hot streams hit her she started to buck and cry out as her own orgasm crashed over her.

"Awesome!" Jake exclaimed, snapping them both out of their daze. Michael reached over to turn off the water, leaving Kjerstin with a face-full of jizz and no way to clean herself, but her mind wasn't on what she looked like.

"You... you will give me the film?" she asked, and Jake nodded happily.

"Sure. Just give me your phone and I'll put it on there."

"Why not just... delete it?" she asked, struggling for words.

Jake grinned, winking at her. "You might want to look at it sometime. Or show it to someone. So where's your phone?"

"Um.... in my pocket," she said, waving toward her clothes.

Jake searched the small pile, found her phone, and disappeared from view, leaving Kjerstin looking awkwardly up at Michael, who was grinning ear to ear.

"Damn, girl, that was amazing! You're one hot slut, you know that?"

"I..." Kjerstin stopped, unsure how to respond. Instead she made a beeline for her clothes, pulling them on as quickly as possible before looking around for Jake.

"What are you doing?" she asked when she saw him at a computer.

"Oh, just putting the file on your phone," he said absently, his fingers flying across the keyboard. In no time he was detaching her phone from the computer and handing it over. "Anytime you want to check it out just click the link I made."

"And feel free to drop by anytime!" Michael added enthusiastically, giving her ass a hard squeeze.

Kjerstin pulled away, suddenly eager to be out the door, and forgetting that she was covered in spunk fled out the door.

"Too bad you gave her the video," Michael said, watching Kjerstin's shapely ass twitch with every step.

"I gave her a link to a copy on a website," Jake said, and pulled out his phone. "Damn, she's already got ten views. I also set up her phone to sync with ours. Any pictures or videos she takes will relay themselves over to us. You know, we might have to start watching her apartment, if we can figure out how. She's on the other side of the building."

Kjerstin, meanwhile, was rushing away, and not paying much attention to exactly where she was. After a couple flights of stairs and a turn, she arrived at her door. Or someone's...

"Why won't this key work?" she wondered, trying to make the lock turn. Abruptly the door opened.