Rayne nearly choked on Davis’s cock as he sucked at her clit, his finger plunging into her soaked pussy. God the man above her was wild, both coked up and sober. Her legs began to ache from being pressed so far apart; she’d have to start doing yoga more if she ever had a chance with Davis again. Regaining her composure, Rayne’s fingers gripped at Davis’s balls, her other hand wrapped around his hip to help hoist her mouth up over the thick cock.<br/><br/>She was giving it her all to not let go but it was all too much. Rayne’s head snapped back off Davis’s cock as her body began to tighten and arch beneath the man. Her hands shot out to grip the table as Rayne cried out, her orgasm rocked through her body. Cum gushed out her pussy, drenching the fingers Davis had slamming into her. Closing her eyes, Rayne let the orgasm run its course, leaving her tingling and relieved.<br/><br/>After coming back down, She saw the still rock hard cock dangling over her. Leaning back up, Rayne lapped at the swollen head, a groupie’s work was never done.<br/>