Virginia beach

Tiffany could be said to be the happiest person, because her best friend was back. Little did she know, while she was engrossed with Kelly's stories, Brent was jerking off, picturing her in his mind.

It was hard to describe, but Brent was surprised by his own self. He would never starve his dick just to satisfy a random pussy, he wouldn't even suck it.

He found himself doing all that to Tiffany, while secretly discovering spots that turned her on and spots that didn't, as if hoping he would always have her.

He could still remember how he sucked her juices, drinking from her like he hadn't had water in years and like she was his salvation. And fuck she tasted and felt better than anything he'd ever had, so dangerously addicting.

Brent could feel his dick twitch, each time he thought of Tiffany or remembered her wet pink pussy.

Fuck! Was she really turning him into a horny pervert?.

Satisfaction or Guilt? he had no idea what exactly he was feeling but he knows Tiffany was pure temptat