From Giving Sympathy To Giving Head

Satine Summers shares a place with this girl whose boyfriend—Chocolate God, yeah, that's his name—shows up one day to hand off the keys. Ex-boyfriend now, that is. Girl's out, so Satine takes the keys, and he spills the breakup beans. She's got that eye for a guy who's hurting, so she pats the couch beside her. 'Sit, talk it out.' She comforts him real good, you know? A few minutes in, she clocks how knotted up he is. 'Lemme rub those shoulders, big guy.' Hands on, and damn, those muscles ripple like waves on a stormy sea. Sympathy? Nah, that's out. She switches to straight-up seduction. Yanks out his massive cock—hello, jackpot—and dives in mouth-first, slurping it down with zero chill, all eager and wet. Then she swings a leg over, cowgirl style, and rides that beast hard until her whole body shakes with a screaming orgasm. Chocolate God scoops her up like she weighs nothing, pounds her right off the floor, legs wrapped tight. Back to the couch he goes, flips her missionary, and rails her deep till she cums again, gasping his name. They roll into doggy next, him slamming from behind, gripping her hips like handles. He planks over her after, owning every thrust, building to the edge. She drops to her knees just in time—boom, face full of his hot load, sticky and satisfying.