That cock slid back after a few seconds, back through the soft valley of her cleavage. She watched it leave with a pout.

"You get a nice taste of your cream?"

She nodded, looking back up.

"Can I have another taste?"

A chuckle answered her from behind the camera, and then the cock slid back through her breasts, nudging against her chin again.

She cooed, and kissed again at the tip, working her lips around it. A hand came into view, caressing at her forehead.

The stranger let her indulge for a few seconds, but then he slid his cock back down over her breasts again. The camera moved with it, depriving him of a view of her face. She purred as it slid along her belly, smearing that smooth stretch with bodily fluids. In seconds, it was back at her slit, the head easing through, the pink folds twitching around the intrusion.

A strong thrust sunk it to the balls inside her. She cried out in delight, and Connor felt his own cock jump as he watched her take the thrust, the meaty length forcing her channel to stretch and her channel doing so eagerly.

How can she fit that thing inside her?

The steady pace returned. There was still no strain in the noises she made, only utter satisfaction and complete surrender.

"Shit, this pussy is the best," the stranger groaned, his hand back at her thigh, squeezing at it.

"Mm, I'm glad you like it..."

The stranger laughed, swinging the camera back up to her face to show those pretty features, the lightly tanned skin bearing an almost beatific glow. She blew a flirty kiss.

"Was that for me or the people?"

"Both."

The stranger chuckled, and then the pace stopped again, the camera moving down to show that length slipping out.

"Turn over."

Connor watched, the wet spot on his towel bigger and stickier now.

Not-Kayla was in the doggystyle position, her ass pushed back towards the camera. A hand came into the shot, and slapped at one of the cheeks, making her yelp.

"Give me a little room."

She crawled up a bit, letting the stranger clamber onto the bed, the camera shifting slightly.

His hand landed on her hip, and that cock nudged at her folds, the camera focusing on that sordid sight. Now, instead of her stomach, Connor had a great view of her ass, that lush backside at the center of the shot. At the bottom was the stranger's stomach, those abs firm and well-defined.

Another strong thrust skewered Not-Kayla.

A shudder ran over him, from her warbling cry, from the obscene sight of that cock driving rudely into her, from the similarly obscene sight of those balls resting against her folds.

The same rhythm resumed, not too hard, but more than enough to rock her, her ass bouncing from the impacts, her back arching constantly.

"Yeah, you love this, don't you, baby girl?"

"Mm-hmm...so much...so much..."

The stranger chuckled.

"Doggystyle is her favorite position," he explained to the audience. "She loves it."

"Mm, I do...but I'll take your dick however I can get it."

The stranger chuckled again.

Connor squirmed, his cock raring, straining, throbbing, just the sensation of the cloth of the towel against it so potent.

"I'm going to cum, Daddy," Not-Kayla announced soon, "don't stop..."

"Go ahead, cream all over me, I know you can't help yourself."

"Mm, I can't, I really can't..."

The camera shifted to show her peeking over her shoulder, the look on her face so thrilling, a fierce need, a delirious pleasure.

"So close, Daddy, so close..."

"Come on, do it, come on!"

"So close..."

The look on her face dissolved into ecstasy seconds later, and a spasm cascaded over her. She gasped, her eyes fluttering, her hands pulling at the sheets.

The stranger growled. His hand came into the shot and gathered a fistful of her hair.

A rude tug yanked her head back midway through her orgasm.

Oh my God...

Even that rudeness was only met with delight, Not-Kayla moaning as the orgasm ran its course.

The stranger did not stop pumping into her through that course. His hand tugged back again at her hair.

"Ooh fuck yes, Daddy..."

The words trailed off into more gasps, and Connor found himself again wishing he could see her face. That desire was met with a swell of shame, but once again, there was too much arousal inside him for the shame to truly take root.

The hand in her hair tugged back again. She purred, a few last quivers running over her.

"Everyone's going to see you treating me like this...it's no way to treat a lady."

"Good thing you're not a lady."

"Oh no? What am I?"

The stranger chuckled.

"You're my bitch. My baby girl."

She cooed, bucking mindlessly.

The rhythm stopped suddenly, and the stranger let go of her hair, letting her head slump down onto the bed.

The camera shifted as he slid back off the bed.

And then the shot changed back to a side view, showing Not-Kayla on the bed, her ass up in the air, her face turned away.

"Hands and knees," the stranger said as he came back into the shot, sidling up behind her.

Connor leaned forward, ignoring his lust long enough to peer at the stranger's face.

Nope, don't recognize him. Although I still haven't really gotten a clear look at his face.

Briefly ignored was Not-Kayla's obedience to that command, but when Connor focused on the whole scene again, he took in the splendor of her figure, her shapely ass pushing back at the stranger, her pert breasts swaying gently.

"You want me back inside you?" the stranger asked idly.

"Yes, give me that dick, please..."

Connor watched that shaft slide into that waiting channel. Once again, its sheer size boggled his mind, especially as he stared at the steady passage, the inches fed through the slit, disappearing into Not-Kayla. She groaned, her head hanging, her hair covering her face.

"Mm, yeah, take every inch..."

She groaned again.

The stranger straightened behind her, taking firm hold of her waist.

His hips drew back, and drove forward, spearing back into her. She cried out, her breasts jiggling, her figure trembling.

The thrusts started up right away.

Connor swallowed nervously, watching the debauchery, his eyes bugging from their sockets, his cock aching against his towel.

The stranger did not hold back, vigorously pumping his hips. Thanks to the side view, Connor could not stop himself from picturing an X-ray view of Not-Kayla, that thick cock occupying her insides, shoving through her channel, a slab of meat that should have been too big but seemed the perfect size for her. Even this more demanding pace was embraced, obscene moans and soft sighs coming from underneath the veil of hair covering her face.

"There we go, take that dick...yeah, you're such a good little bitch..."

The insult only made her coo. She managed to sweep her hair out of her face, and peeked back at the stranger, revealing the utter delight plastered across her features.

She just lets him talk to her like that. She likes it...

The stranger leaned over her now, moving his hands from her waist to her breasts. She arched herself back towards him, meeting him halfway for a heated kiss.

Huh...that's the first time they've kissed in this video...

The pace picked up, the stranger pumping more forcefully into her, her figure bouncing to the rhythm of those thrusts.

The arousal swirling through Connor picked up as well. The sight of Not-Kayla so passionately kissing the stranger gave a weird quirk to it, making him feel like a voyeur peeking in on such intimacy, the lust the two of them shared tinged with affection, their lips moving together as their bodies collided.

His cock twitched, and he unwrapped his towel, finally freeing himself from those cloth confines. A shudder ran over him, this one of disgust, as he looked down at his erect shaft, smaller than the stranger's, but damningly hard, a steady burble of pre-cum seeping forth from the head, a thin line of the sticky fluid breaking off as the towel fell to either side of him.

Connor looked away, back at the screen, his disgust unable to stand against his arousal, the two combining into a strange yet not unpleasant cocktail.

The stranger reared back, one hand moving down to Not-Kayla's hip, the other taking a fistful of hair and yanking back. The thrusts sped up, the smack of body on body growing louder.

"Oh yes, Daddy, drill your little bitch!"

Connor swallowed nervously, watching her figure shake, her breasts jiggling helplessly, her head wrenched back rudely, the part of her face that he could see awash with glee.

"Give it to me, fucking give it to me!"

A few seconds later, a wordless cry followed. She jerked wildly, her hands pulling at the sheets. The thrusts stopped, and the stranger slid out from her, letting go of the fistful of hair as well. Without that slab of meat inside her, and his hands on her, she slumped down against the bed, trembling weakly, a muted bleat spilling from her.

As she recovered from the orgasm, the stranger left the bed, and padded over to the camera. Connor watched the approach, that meaty cock swaying to the stranger's steps, the flesh gleaming with feminine juices.

The camera moved as the stranger picked it up and went back to the bed, standing at the foot to let Not-Kayla's figure dominate the shot again.

She peeked over her shoulder.

"Damn, this ass is the best," the stranger drawled, his hand coming into view, landing on one of those cheeks, squeezing appreciatively.

"Do you mean it? Or do you say that to all the girls?"

"I only say it to the girls who have the best asses. Like you."

She smiled widely, satisfied by the answer.

"Roll over," the stranger ordered, letting his hand slip off her ass. "Let the people see the other side again."

She bit her lip, but moved swiftly, spreading her legs once she was on her back. That hand came back into the shot, landing on her breasts.

"And these tits are amazing. Not too big, not too small."

A few fingers focused on a nipple, teasing the stiff bud. She bit her lip again, watching those fingers intently.

The hand drew back then, turning her pleasure into disappointment for a few seconds.

"Want to taste your cream again?" the stranger offered.

"Okay!" she squealed, rising hurriedly onto her knees.

As that ebony shaft slid back into frame, she slumped onto her belly, and took that beast by the base, leaning over to lap breathlessly up the length. More breathless licks followed. She glanced up past the camera, that doe-eyed gaze so thrilling.

"Tastes so good," she murmured, taking the head into her mouth.

"Well, there's plenty, since you couldn't stop creaming all over it."

She came off the head and lapped along the length again.

"You said it yourself. I can't help myself."

The stranger chuckled, stroking affectionately at her hair with his free hand.

Her tongue ran down the shaft, pink against dark brown, and then dipped past the base.

She flipped over, showing off her front again, and shimmied forward until her head was underneath the shaft. A purr came out as she craned her neck. Connor heard a slick sucking sound, one that sent a shudder down his spine.

"Yeah, that's it, slurp all over my nuts, you got them wet with your cream too..."

Connor gulped nervously, his eyes drawn to Not-Kayla's breasts, but the sound of her obeisance so loud in his ears, impossible to ignore.

The camera shifted forward, over her head, letting her breasts, belly, and sex be the center of attention.

"Look at this body," the stranger commented, his hand sliding along her belly.

His hand teased further, stopping at her sex.

A finger landed just above the folds and pressed down.

Not-Kayla squealed in surprise. The stranger chuckled, his finger rubbing at that same spot.

"Keep sucking my nuts, baby girl..."

Her answer was muffled and distorted by her mouthful, but there was a definite enthusiasm in it. His finger kept rubbing, and although she let out more squeals, she did not stop slurping at those testicles.

The camera shifted, pushing further down, offering a better look at her slit. Trickles of wetness flowed abundantly, shining on her inner thighs.

His finger pressed down a bit firmer, her next squeal morphing into a yelp but her mouth still locked on those testicles.

That spot must be very sensitive...

Thanks to that insistent finger, another orgasm arrived soon for her. Even as it washed over her, she did not let those testicles drop from her mouth. The camera was still fixed on her sex, more juices dribbling out to add to the mess flooding those folds. That finger swiped over the mess, collecting a few sticky strands, and then disappeared behind the camera.

"Mm, so delicious," the stranger drawled.

Not-Kayla purred mindlessly, her thighs trembling from the last vestiges of ecstasy.

The camera moved, pulling back from her sex, over her belly, past those breasts. The stranger moved as well, stepping away from her. The front of her nakedness dominated the shot for a few seconds, and then she turned back over onto her stomach. She looked above the camera, giggling mischievously, her feet kicking idly as she lounged. The look on her face was so lewd, a soft glow of bliss, a pink flush of arousal. It also did not escape Connor's notice that her lips and chin were gleaming with saliva from her feverish slurping.

"You love sucking my balls, don't you?" the stranger asked.

She smiled widely as she nodded.

"I love it."

"What do you love about it?"

She hesitated, biting her lip.

"Aww, don't be shy. Tell the people."

Her eyes dragged down from the stranger, focusing directly on the camera, those hazel eyes rife with lust.

"I just love how they taste," she murmured. "I love how they feel in my mouth, on my tongue, on my lips..."

"What else?"

Connor's cock twitched, a dangerous throb pulsing up the length.

"I love making you feel good, Daddy. You love when I suck your balls, so I love to do it for you..."

"What else?"

She bit her lip again.

"Come on, tell the people, they want to know..."

Her eyes bored straight into Connor as she answered.

"I love how it makes me feel so dirty, like a naughty little slut, just slurping all over your balls..."

Another dangerous throb ran up his length.

"I love being a little slut for you."

She batted her eyelashes coquettishly.

A third dangerous throb followed. His hand had been hovering by his cock ever since it had been freed from his towel, and now he brushed over it.

The little whisper of stimulation was enough to send him over the edge.

Connor came, creamy spurts firing from his straining length, and groaned, clutching at the chair with his other hand as a strong orgasm washed over him, his body drawing taut, his toes clenching, his teeth gritting. The spurts bathed his belly in warm semen, the stickiness slicking the smattering of hair there, settling against his skin.

As the climactic haze dissipated, so did the arousal. Shame and disgust rushed in.

"Shit," he muttered, pausing the video, and grabbing paper towels from nearby.

His disgust surged as he cleaned himself up, his cock softened now, slumping down between his legs, looking almost as ashamed as he himself felt.

He tossed the paper towels into his garbage can, and then sat back down with a weary sigh.

It was only then he noticed that the shot had changed. Not-Kayla was on her hands and knees before the stranger, facing the camera, his muscled chest and ropy arms behind her, his face again revealed. Once again, Connor peered closer, but saw nothing familiar. His eyes quickly went back to Not-Kayla, whose face was practically in the center of the shot, anticipation all over those flushed features.

I should keep watching, he found himself thinking. Really make sure one way or the other if it's Kayla.

The thought was barely out of the depths of his mind before he restarted the video.

The stranger shoved forward, and Not-Kayla squealed, her face lighting up with glee, her head hanging. One of the hands at her hips went to her hair, gathering a fistful, yanking back to bring her head back up, offering a good look at the delight on her face. She squealed again, her eyes rolling back, her tongue licking over her lips.

"I want the people to see your face," the stranger told her. "So, make sure to keep your head up."

"Okay, Daddy..."

A heat crept up Connor's neck, mingling strangely again with the diminishing shame and disgust.

The first thrust came hard, and then more followed, pumping into her channel, rocking her figure. Although this shot deprived Connor of a view of that shaft plunging through her slit, it gave him a perfect view of her face, and the expressions playing over it, the beatific smiles, the quick eye-flutters, the sultry lip-biting, every little minute detail available to him. He was also afforded a view of her breasts, those mounds swaying underneath her, bouncing to the rhythm.

Once again, the ring of colliding flesh came loudly through the headphones, making him squirm. The steady metronome gave Not-Kayla no trouble, however, only pleasure.

"Ooh, yes, give it to me, just like that..."

Connor felt his arousal build again, steadily pushing the shame and disgust out of his mind. His cock was spent, but it twitched, as if wanting to surge back to full size.

The stranger rose into a crouch, the hand at Not-Kayla's hip moving to her shoulder.

The pace picked up as he pumped his hips harder, powering into her. She cried out, caught off guard, but the surprise quickly morphed into surrender.

Connor watched with wide eyes. The stranger let go of her hair to get a good hold on her other shoulder, and the pace picked up a bit more. Her head hung from the added strength, her body taking a fierce assault.

"Keep your head up," the stranger growled.

She managed to obey. There was finally some strain evident in her now, in the weak grunts that spilled out past her lips, in the vein standing out on her forehead, in the sweat dappling her skin, in her occasional slight winces. But even with the strain, there was no complaint from her, only submission.

"Yeah, you take my dick so good, baby girl, so fucking good," the stranger groaned, his skin gleaming with sweat as well, his muscles rippling from the energetic effort.

The only answer from Not-Kayla was another weak grunt. She stared into the camera, doing her best to keep her head up, empty-headed lust reigning over her pretty features. Her head dropped down a few seconds later, but she forced it back up.

"Good girl," the stranger drawled, the praise making a smile bloom amid the flushed exertion on her face.

The pace was relentless. Connor noticed her arms starting to tremble from taking the thrusts.

Once again, her best was not enough, as her arms gave way, dropping her upper half down onto the bed.

The stranger did not mind, however, only rearranging his feet for better positioning, the pace flagging briefly before returning to its ferocious rhythm. Her face was unfortunately turned away from the camera, but with her head down, her ass was hitched up a bit, giving Connor a great view of it, the cheeks shaking from the thrusts.

A soft cry came from her. The stranger chuckled and glanced into the camera.

"She just came," he explained to the audience. "Her pussy's going crazy."

Connor felt his cock twitch again, trying to surge back to life.

"She loves when I ride her like this..."

His eyes seemed to bore into the camera. Briefly ignoring the resurgent arousal, Connor took a good look at that face, wracking his brain for any recognition and coming up empty.

No idea who this guy is.

The pace stopped then. The stranger moved swiftly and smoothly, wrapping his arms around Not-Kayla and bringing her back against his chest. She cooed, nuzzling into the embrace, looking over her shoulder, still shuddering from the lingering ecstasy. The stranger chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her. Another coo fell from her, and she kissed back, the duo starting to make out. The stranger let a hand slide up to her breasts, stroking over them, teasing at a nipple. Connor squirmed, again feeling like a voyeur watching this affectionate intimacy. Another shudder ran over her figure, the front of it revealed for the camera, her breasts at the stranger's mercy, her belly rising and falling to her quick breaths, her sex shining with abundant juices.
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