Kids chat webcam. “Ooooh! Aaaaah!” I moan.
There’s no way I can share this clip with anyone but Mark, but what if I could? I get a bizarre image in my head of an office, a presentation, but instead of a boring powerpoint presentation being projected, I’m up there on the wall, just as I am now, sitting on Mark’s face, grinding down, his hands on my bum, my stiff-nippled knockers swinging.
A room full of men, watching and wanking. “Oh shit!” I gasp. I honestly don’t know if it’s Mark’s tongue or the fantasy that tips me over the edge.
The two combine. Fluid is gushing out of me.
My body goes tense, then shakes. I’m screaming out loud.
Mark’s tongue lashes at my clit as I imagine a room full of men, watching a huge projection of me on the wall, cumming just as I am now. Kids chat webcam.