Call Your Boyfriend!

Juan Loco's cock starts twitching the second he hears Isa Bella padding down the hall. It's been weeks since that quickie in the laundry room and he needs another taste. He catches her in the hallway, grabs her wrist, and straight from the hip he asks for a quick handy, flashing the crooked grin that used to work so well. She rolls her eyes, tells him she's not in the mood. The phone rings—Isa’s slick smile flips the second she sees the caller ID: her boyfriend. Suddenly she’s warm honey, lips parting, and she drags Juan down the couch, already unzipping him while she coos polite little "hey baby" sounds into the receiver. Cheating thrills her—pussy visibly damp just at the thought of sneaking cock on camera. She babbles dumb sweet nothings, half-coherent, while her tongue swirls the head of Juan’s dick, slurping greedily until he paints the roof of her mouth in thick ropes she gulps down, wiping the rest on her tongue.