I’m a bonafide Cali girl but love to venture out to the south beach and new york sometimes. I love the fashion industry, especially in new york. I love rubbing elbows with the elite. All the socialites and celebrities are always on the prowl for some young pussy and hot exotic ones like me. When my good friend Rachel asked me to model in her show, I grabbed the attention of a sexy musician with plenty of hits under his belt and even plenty of ex-girlfriends.
When he caught a glimpse of me, he had to get to know me through my friend Rachel. He got my info and began texting me. Mr. J didn’t waste any time. Once he got a sexy ass pic, he needed to see me. I’ve dated guys in the industry, but this one was my crush growing up, so I was beyond excited and hid it as much as possible. My friend Rachel told me he was a freak in the sheets, and I knew that because that had always been a rumor all over Hollywood.
Boy, oh boy, was he a freak. He sang me one of my favorite songs and began to tell me how my body was an absolute wonderland. Mr. J kept telling me how perfect my Latina ass was and how he wanted me to smother his face with it and bounce it on his face. He began to say to me how he needed to be balls deep inside me and wanted me forever. After some good fucking we texted a bit but kept it at fuck buddy level because this one went a little too wild and would love to spend copious amounts just tasting me. All that is fun, but a girl needs to rest after some time.







“Give me one of your Great blowjobs.” Is what he’d said, and it took me a moment to comprehend his request, what with the endorphins flowing through me and my heart pounding in my ears after the glass-shattering orgasm he’d just given me. It took me out of commission for a moment, I’ll admit shamefully. “Suck, my, cock.” He pat my head, an odd display but not an unwelcome one. With a simple nod I slipped over onto my knees, palmed his thighs, and began to drool a little as I took in his thick fuck meat. I wanted it, needed it, and I took in a single hint of his smell before opening wide to come down and slurp up the tip like the obedient slut who’s already been paid I was. He was ready for me to suck at this – no pun intended – he thought I was going to be all Sexy chat, but I knew better. I wasn’t a whore because I was just another pretty face. I was skilled, have always been skilled, and that’s what makes me better than the cheaper sluts. I slurped him down, tongue rolling in a pleasant state and treating him to a height of luxury he hadn’t guessed at. Before, with a sudden start, I bucked down and stole half his dick, pulling back up before doing it again with a titter and a throaty moan at the taste of his gushing precum. My cheeks squeezed flush with him and pounced on their new prey like a prize. He leaned back and enjoyed my mouth, pleasantly surprised, and I took offense to that surprise. I bobbed up and down, enamored by his great big black cock and reached down to squeeze his dark balls. I rolled them between my fingers and massaged them with an intensity that was only matched by just how hard I was sucking and how much attention I was giving him. working my lips around his shaft while loudly slurping and enjoying him like a cum straw, eager to prove I wasn’t just another one of those Sexy chicks that doesn’t know her tongue from her cheeks.












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