Crack Fuckers #06, Scene #02

Fishnet bitch Carmen Caliente knows her ass could get me killed. Every sway of that jelly ass bounces back at the lens while I swear at her under my breath. She clocks my problem and crawled straight for the boner straining my zipper. Moist little lips slide down the shaft, slurps loud as a popsicle on a porch, and then her bare little handfuls press out for show. A squirt of oil turned her cheeks slick so my dick glided between them like it paid rent. Last pump shot rope after rope across those same dark cheeks, pearl strands shining on burnt skin.