Tell Candice to shut up, it’s time to fuck

“Enough with this bitch Patrick, I literally could not give two fucks about him,” you say, “Let him rot in the closet for all I care.”

You grab Candice by the hips and swing her close to you. Her big tits are pressed against your chest. You lean into to kiss her, all while squeezing her breasts with your hands. As she lurches her tongue into your mouth, you let your hand travel down the waist of her pants. Inside her panties, she’s soaking wet.

“Take off everything,” you command, “And lay down on the table over there.”

Candice does what you say, obediently. You see her massive white jugs held in her hands and her spread eagle bare pussy lips, ready to fuck.

“I bet Patrick always wanted to do this,” you say, as you stick your face between her legs, “I guess today, Chili’s is serving pussy.”

You eat her pussy for about half an hour. She rides your face to climax maybe six or seven times. By the last orgasm, there’s a huge puddle of cum on the floor beneath the table, something you imagine Patrick will have to clean up.

“Please, I’m begging you for that cock,” she says, sounding actually ****.

Shit, you did come here to fuck her. But maybe having some fun with Candice, like making her do some demented shit, will be nice before you give her a piece of your big dick.