I’m a rag doll slut for them to play with and they’re clearly having their way with me now. I look down and find myself with just garters, stockings, and high heels. Indian hot sex Jason is pounding my needy cunt, causing my breasts to wobble. His hands grasp my ankles and spread me lewdly as his huge cock thrust inside me. “The Rocket, what kind of name is that?”
They both grin, “he’s got a pocket rocket and it will take you to the moon baby.”
“Well, I’m all for going to the moon. My nipples are abrading against the dirty desk top. I don’t answer him at first, but I kind of like his forwardness. I reward Jason with taking his cock into my mouth while still stroking the other shaft. I don’t do minors, so I’m instantly disappointed. Feeling Rocket’s colossal cock slip my labia is enough cock for any woman, even a slut like me. I open for him willingly. “The Rocket, what kind of name is that?”
They both grin, “he’s got a pocket rocket and it will take you to the moon baby.”
“Well, I’m all for going to the moon.
