Kenzie, and she’s seriously horny

I open the door and Kenzie bursts through it. Before I quite know what’s going on, she has me backed against the wall and is kissing me with starveling intensity. No chance of a camera here—the rig is way out of reach. Her hands yank my boxers down and go to work on my cock and balls. It’s not long at all before I’m flying at full staff again. She lubes her hand with my pre-cum and wanks me with a twisting motion. Every few times she gets to the head, she fondles and caresses it before going back to pumping my shaft. She dandles my balls in her fingers. “I’ve been—dreaming—of this dick—all—afternoon,” she says urgently between kisses.

Kenzie drops to her knees. I swear she has my cock down her throat before they actually hit the floor. I throw my head back and groan from the soles of my feet as she repeatedly swallows me, squeezing my dick with her pussy-soft throat. She pulls off to suck on my balls. She licks them and pulls on them. While her mouth is busy there, she goes back to wanking my rod. “Fuck, girl, you do that so well,” I groan.

Kenzie’s eyes light up. She raises herself on her knees and wraps her pretty little mouth around my knob. She licks it and sucks on it and caresses it with her lips. One hand pumps my shaft; the other lifts and strokes my balls. “You’re an amazing cocksucker, baby,” I tell her huskily. “Much more of that and I’m gonna cum in your mouth.”

I don’t think I want to do that, I realize. I’ve cum enough times today that I don’t know how much more I have left, and I don’t want to go off in her mouth like a popgun. At some point, I definitely want to spray that pretty little mouth with my cream, but only when I have enough that she can’t swallow it all.