He knelt and sniffed, her pussy scent strong in the room, her lips seeming to moisten at his ministrations. “What’s up?”
Her fiance walked in, his sweats tenting due to Weathers aura of sexuality, a byproduct of her powers, “Another asshole wanting in my pants.” Jane’s sarcastic tone conveyed her feelings on the matter. Porn videos Jane Weather’s sits at her computer, trying to work out how to tell this latest slug brain that his, services, were not wanted. Grabbing the back of his neck, she began mewling as his hands cupped her breasts through her shirt, lifting the massive breasts with ease, their softness exciting him as he grabbed her nipple lightly and pulled upwards, her breasts seeming to float with barely any pull. Jane moaned, her back arching, pushing her ass into the woman’s mouth.
