Chapter 276

I Don’t Look Like Your Wife

Ken grabbed the light-skinned lanky, hourglass lady on the waist and lifted her to his shoulder as he sucked into her portable breast that stood firmly as that of virgins. His fingers pressed into her round nicely caked buttocks and he pinned her to the wall afterwards just to gain balance and support.

“What style do you want, client? I am a robot in bed,” the whore whispered, through a sweat-lit face and she often tossed her head just to wave off her hair that fell to her face so she could behold the impatience that grew upon the face of Ken.

“I can give you a wheelbarrow. Spoony. What about cowgirl?” she kept whispering and gaping her mouth to build up her moan as Ken was busy with her nipples in his mouth. “Oh fuck!” she moaned, peered down to Ken and stroked his hair to encourage him to keep up the good work. “Suck on the bust is yours,” she whispered and shut her eyes, when Ken gave a harder suck that itched her underneath the linin