Interracial Public Masturbator (homemade).

Jake’s eyes widened, but he didn’t hesitate. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, his hand cupping the back of my head. I melted into the kiss, my tongue sliding against his as I felt myself growing wet with desire.

When we finally broke apart, we were both breathing heavily. Jake’s eyes were dark with lust, and I knew I was in trouble.

“Your turn,” he said, his voice rough.

“Truth,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest.

Jake’s smile was predatory. “Have you ever thought about me…sexually?”

I hesitated for a moment, but the whiskey had loosened my tongue. “Yes,” I admitted, my cheeks flushing.