<strong>Name:</strong>Kismet Fourche<br/><strong>Specific Location:</strong>On the Road<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://beautifulcrochetstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/195.jpg)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Pulling over<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/4iehzq.jpg)</div>"Right away, Mr. Fourche."  She was getting a slight kick out of calling him that as she was being fucked.  Turning to Mike, she cooed, "You want me to suck your cock, big boy?" Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, before she took him fully into her mouth.<br/><br/>"Oh god Clint, look at her take me like a good cocksucker..." Mike groaned, pulling her farther onto his cock, the back of her throat tight against him.  It always drove her crazy to have a cock in her mouth.  Maybe she was more like her mom than she thought.<br/><br/>Clint reached forward and grabbed  her by the hair, so that he controlled her actions on his friend.  "You like that cock in you, huh?  Such a good little slut with a cock in both holes," he whispered hotly into her ear.  She whimpered, his words causing her to thrash against him in pleasure/