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Dirty phone sex with Carmel

Dirty phone sex

I’m Carmel, a sexy ebony stripper with a thirst for thick, milky cum. I love shaking my ass for money. Guys(and a few females) come from all over the city to see my ass clap. I’m an underground star in my town. I love hitting the stage and all eyes are on me. And when my dance is over, I look into the crowd for a lucky person to take to the champagne room. After dancing my ass off I’m thirsty(not for water) for thick,white cum. I’m a cum slut, and everyone in the club knows it. “Who’s coming with me to the champagne room?”, I asked the crowd. At least 30 hands shoot up the air. Far in back of the club, I see one of my favorites, Cory. I choose Cory because he could fill a bucket with jizz, and I need a lot to be truly satisfied. I walk over to him and grab him by the hand. “Shoulda known, she always chooses him”,someone hisses. I lead Cory to the champagne room, looking back at his crotch I can see he’s hard for me and ready to play. I sit him down on the sofa and get right to business. I unzip his pants and pull his huge, thick cock out and wrap my full lips around it. He taste so good, damn I made the right choice. I wrap my hands around his shaft, stroking him into my mouth. He places his hands on the sofa, lifting himself up and thrusting into my mouth. I begin to suck and lick like a mad woman. I want him inside my belly, I’m hungry for his cum. He starts to lose his rhythm, and I can tell his about to cum. He sits back on the sofa, putting his hand behind my head and now his touching the back of my throat with his hard dick. He explodes, his cum shooting into my mouth like a squirt gun. I drink up every drop. Cory never disappoints.


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