Rogando por mi leche 1/2 Argentina KRN-BabyFrankie’s gaze lingered on my cock as he leaned back in his chair, legs crossed like a woman, revealing that perfect blend of masculinity and femininity that drove me wild. His eyes gleamed with a hungry intensity, the promise of a raw, unfiltered encounter.
With a sly smile, Argentina KRN-BabyFrankie reached for me, his slender fingers wrapping around my dick as he gave it a gentle squeeze. My cock jerked in response, yearning for more of that tender touch. The air was thick with anticipation as we locked eyes, the silence between us punctuated only by the soft hum of the porn playing in the background.
“Want to suck me off?” I asked, my voice husky with desire, and Argentina KRN-BabyFrankie’s smile grew wider. He didn’t need any further invitation, his lips wrapping around my cock like a warm, wet shroud. The sensation was pure bliss, every stroke of his tongue sending a wave of pleasure crashing over me.
I could feel his hunger, the way his mouth devoured my dick as if it were the only sustenance he needed in this world. My hands found their way to the back of his head, guiding him deeper into the abyss of oral sex, his cock bobbing with each fervent suck. The combination was too much to bear, and I felt myself teetering on the edge of orgasm.
“Fuck, Argentina KRN-BabyFrankie,” I moaned, the words barely intelligible as my body surrendered to the pleasure. His mouth never wavered, sucking every last drop of semen from my cock with a skill that left me breathless and grateful for this raw, unbridled encounter.
