Another Woman's Eyes - Part 2

Mercedes had her vision fixed and she is hell-bent on putting those brand new eyes to work while she bounces on St. Croix’s cock. She needs to see every filthy stroke as he pounds her open on the mattress, his length sliding in balls-deep with wet slaps that echo through the bedroom. Sweat beads on his chest, runs down her spine, and her fingers dig into his arms while she rides him in hungry circles. St. Croix grabs her ass, spreads her, and she gasps watching his thick shaft disappear inside her again and again, stretching her cunt until she’s dripping down his balls. Every thrust sparks another flash of ecstasy; she locks eyes with him, daring him to push harder. He flips her onto her back, folds her knees to her shoulders, and fucks her straight down into the sheets. Her slick walls clamp tight, slick and swollen, sucking him back in every time he pulls out. Wet noises fill the room and her new peepers catch the glint of precum coating his cock, the way her pussy glistens and gapes around him. He growls, thrusts faster, cock twitching inside her depths, and her legs start to shake as she watches her own cunt get wrecked, soaked and used just the way she craves. When his come finally blasts into her belly she moans like a filthy dream—eyes wide open, soaking up every last drop spilling out of her, marking her thighs, pooling on the sheets beneath her ass.