Candy loses control

As Candy’s orgasm subsided, another started to build up in her kitty. She let out a breathless scream, her voice echoing through the room. “I love your cock in my tushy!” she cried, the words spilling out involuntarily. Meat’s grin widened, his chest heaving with exertion as he paused mid-thrust. He leaned in close, his hot breath brushing against her ear. “So, does that mean you love me too, huh?” he growled, his tone a mix of triumph and arousal. Candy bit down on her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she tried to muster the courage to respond. But before she could say anything, Meat’s fingers found her clit, pinching it gently yet firmly.

As Meat's fingers tightened around her clit, Candy's breath caught in her throat, the pressure sending waves of intense pleasure through her body. "I love you," she gasped, her voice trembling with each thrust. "More than my husband, more than anyone." Meat's groan was low and guttural, his chest heaving as he leaned closer, his hot breath brushing against her ear. "We're man and wife now," he growled, his words filled with a primal possessiveness. Candy's eyes fluttered closed, her mind consumed by the sensations coursing through her, her words spilling out in a **** whisper, "I love you, Meat. Only you."

This was enough for Meat. He couldn't hold back anymore. His bellow echoed through the room as he gripped Candy's pendulous tits, his thick cum flooding her ass. Candy's orgasmic cries filled the air again, her voice repeating her love for Meat's black cock, "I love you, Meat. I love your cock", she kept repeating like a hymn. The camera Meat had placed on the bedside table captured every moment, and Meat's devious plan formed—a plan that would let him enjoy Candy's assets even more, though it might require exposing her to other people.