She Wants Your Ice Cream!

Choky’s chilling by the pool when Denise walks up and says she’s got something for him. She peels her top off, showing off those perky little A-cups, then drops to her knees like she’s been waiting all day. "I want your cock," she tells him, and she’s not shy about it. She wraps both hands around him, fingers steepled and nails painted red, working him slow while she plants kisses on his balls. Her blue eyes stay locked on his the whole time. She rubs his shaft against her bare chest, boobs jiggling as she strokes him, then leans in to lick and kiss every inch. She switches it up, kneeling one minute, leaning over the next, never letting go. Birds chirp in the background while she jerks him faster, red nails flashing, until he shoots all over her pretty fist. "Nice present," Choky grins. She just smirks, still holding him.