Davis was suitably impressed with just how moist and hot Rayne was.  The girl was ready for action, even though she'd been working just moments ago.  He could appreciate that.  To show his appreciation he drove his tongue through the channel of her pussy lips, the tip driving over her clit, the broad tongue pressing her apart and soaking up that nectar she was producing.  His tongue was tingling numb from the coke he had absorbed from her hot skin, and he dove that little lithe thing inside of her, in and out like a little cock, his head pressed between those spread thighs.<br/><br/>HIs knees were braced on the table, holding still and letting her work her head back and forth on his shaft, fucking her own mouth with it.  With the coke hitting his bloodstream he thought he could do this forever, though her fingers on his balls were testing that notion.  Giving her a little taste of her own medicine, Davis slid a finger thtrough that wet pussy of hers and found her clit, teasing it with a fingertip in circles, smaller and smaller, faster and faster pressing tighter and tighter.