Time for Hakeem's massage or ?

Seeing Jenny's pussy was a sight Hakeem just had to behold. It was a perfectly smooth tiny slit, tight between two puffy lips luckily when was not drooling girl juice just yet. Hunched forward to get her underwear off her feet, Jenny's dangling udders looked more contrasting than ever with her narrow shoulders and skinny arms.

"Alright, babe, get in bed." Hakeem ordered with a sharp slap on Jenny's small round butt that made her yelp and feel good at the same time.

"Face first?" she asked, completely ignoring the fact she had just been spanked.

"No, tits up. That's how my girlfriend likes it." said Hakeem.

Hakeem followed her real close, getting a good view of her rear pussy while she crawled on all fours on the bed. As soon as Jenny laid down on her back, he straddled her waist. His erection was the length of her entire torso almost past her chin and when he sat down on her, it landed right between her jugs.

He wasted no time burring his hands in her chest, soft flesh overfilling the space between his fingers. Jenny's rack was the only part of her body that made Hakeem's massive hands look almost normal. Hakeem rubbed and squeeze, his arm-size dick falling deeper and deeper inside her cleavage. until he was practically giving himself a tit-job.

Jenny didn't seem to have a relaxing time but **** a smile whenever their eyes met.

"How does it feel?" Hakeem asked.