[brazzers] Cumming To America

Cumming To America
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Jordi is new to America and he already has an American girlfriend! However, when his girlfriend brings Jordi to her mother Julia’s 4th of July BBQ, all of Julia’s friends want a piece of Jordi’s formidable Spanish sausage.

to clarify He placed the phone back down displaying Lex splayed out on a dorm bed, her ass high in the air.

Soon, I could tell he was getting close to finishing. He’d stopped tapping the phone to keep it from turning off and was laying with his head back, mouth opening and closing.

After a while, I could feel my attention wandering, my eyes trailing from empty space to the naked body pumping furiously beside me.

“Cumming To America” I murmured.

His eyes flicked up to mine and then down to my cock. He didn’t look away.

I felt an urge to kiss him then, to touch his cock. It was a strange feeling, one that I’d never felt towards him or any man before. The suddenness of what we were doing, the awareness of other travelers on the other side of the thin train walls, was getting to me Cumming To America. I felt my cock growing hot, ready to blow.

“I’m almost there,” I muttered.

but I felt him pick up the pace as I spoke, watched as his hips writhed on the bunk.

“I want to see,” he whispered.

When I came, it shot up and over my chest to spray my shoulder. It came out in thick ropes, the unspent semen from weeks abroad.

“Nice,” he said.

“Sorry. Did it get on you?”

“No,” he laughed. Kyle was still jerking determinedly at his cock. I watched Cumming To America, though the thrill of it had faded with the passing of my orgasm.

He was still going.

“Do you need help?” I joked.

“I mean…”

“What?”

in short My cum had dried on my chest and that urge was returning, the thrill was burning in my belly.

“Do you want me to?”

because My heart was thumping in my chest. Kyle shrugged and gestured towards himself with his head. Unsure, I let my hand drift towards his cock.

“Fuck it,” I said, finally. I took Kyle’s cock out of his hand. He didn’t stop me. It felt good in my hand. Long and warm, a gentle curve along the middle. He leaned back and let me stroke him faster and faster, his hips grinding into Cumming To America.