Chapter 410 Cyn's Crazy Resort:>>Ep8

• As the thought of Lamont's lewd statement sent a tingling twinge of longing high up between her legs, Cynthia eagerly opened her mouth. Lamont didn't waste any time. He stepped right up to her and dragged the drooling tip of his cock across her full bottom lip, causing a whimper of desire to purr from her waiting throat. She could feel the slime from the wet tip cling to her pouty lip. Instinctively, she feathered her tongue forward over the syrupy discharge, running her tongue along her bottom lip and then quickly drawing it back into her mouth.
• "Mmm..." Cynthia purred and felt her eyes close in rapture as, for the first time in her life, she tasted the delights a black cock had to offer. The earthy masculine taste of his pre-cum titillated her senses as it settled on her taste buds. It sent a signal to her brain asking for more, more pre-cum and especially, cum, black man's cum. She wanted the real thing, a full load of warm thick semen straight from a black man's balls to her stomach, with a brief stop to savor the taste along the way. Her taste buds seemed to be crying out for it, and this nasty drop of pre-cum was a mere appetizer. She hoped it was just the start of a full meal of thick, delicious sperm to come.
• She could see Lamont reacting to what she wanted as he dragged the dripping tip of his cock across her face, seeing how much she loved it, how much she wanted it, how much she needed it. He rolled his hips back as he drew his seeping cockhead across her soft mature skin, leaving a nasty snail-trail of goo as he went. With both hands holding onto his surging prick, he angled the tip downwards and pressed the flared knob between her wet parted lips. He rubbed it all around the tempting opening, hearing a soft moan come up from deep in her throat, and then he started to flex forward, feeding it to her.