Rogue Adventures #39, Scene #01

She knows exactly what straight men want. Melzinha sits before the mirror, dragging that bright red across her lips. The fishnets bite into her thighs, fishhooks of nylon over smooth skin. She gives the lens a smirk and turns, flashing her perfect ass—two tight rounds of trouble twitching back at the lens. Flat on the bed now. Her fingers wrap her cock, veined, uncut, dark pink at the head. One quick stroke, another, then she reaches beside the pillow and slides the massive silicone prick against her hole. She works the head in, gasping, panting, easing the thick shaft past her rim until it lodges deep and her muscle cinches tight around it. Every motion opens her wider. Alex kneels over her. She grabs his shaft and takes him into her mouth; they trade slick tongue for slick tongue. Melzinha swings a leg and plants her balls across his lips. He sucks one, then the other, licking the creased skin while she jerks herself above his face. When he finally cums he shoots straight across her chest, white streaks sliding over small brown nipples, dripping warm between her tits.