It’s a grey day along the marina. Not a cheery place for the ravishing, sweet-faced hotty named Suga Squirtz. Suga seems lonely sat on the bench, pulling her taut reservoir top down to display some breast valley to no one in special. U adore a gal who can admire herself. Walking along the water, that babe passes Tony talking on his cell phone and stops when that fellow says hello. So right off the snap, this gent knows… this chab knows this is not some snotty whore who thinks she’s more gracious than the woman chaser in the street. This is a responsive hotty, a amiable hotty. Maybe a girl who will shag him.
Suga was waiting for a friend but she hasn’t shown up, this babe tells Tony. This babe is lost. Ever the gentleman, Tony suggests to aid. This buck lives nearby. Suga asks if this babe can use his phone. They go to his apartment at his suggestion so she can call her friend although he’s got a phone in his hand. Sharp stud. At his place, in the bedroom, Suga makes her call and then sits on the sofa next to him. Thinking forward, Tony just now begins to fondle her velvety, cushy chest. Suga is absolutely responsive and it resembles a lock that Suga is gonna lick Tony’s cock-cone within a matter of seconds. From the second he saw her, this chab was aching to be inside her bawdy cleft.