Chloe, the lesbian, tastes your cock.

Chloe's brain is fighting her muscles.

As she undoes your belt and unzips your pants, the voice in her mind is yelling You don't like this! You love pussy! You love your girl!

As your run your hands through her hair, the voice shouts It's not the same! You need soft, tender hands touching you! Think about the love of your life!

But when your pants hit the floor, and your iron dick flexes all 10 inches, the voice only says COCK.

Her brain cries out for cock while she licks your length. It squeals in delight as she sucks, savoring the first, freshest taste she'll ever have. It purrs with satisfaction when she feels your hand in her hair, pulling her up. It nearly loses control when you flip her right over, on top of the kitchen table, and yank down her skirt. And it nearly bursts into tears when she hears the ring of her phone.

While rubbing your cock up against her panties, nestling in the cleft of her ass, you reach over her shoulder and pick up her cell phone. You can tell by the portrait and the contact name Darling exactly who it is. You give Chloe's luscious ass a smack to keep her quiet as you pickup the phone and answer.