Davis felt Rayne moving beneath him, writhing under his tongue, passionately wolfing down his cock.  She was no desperate groupie, willing to lay under him for a good story for her friends.  This chick was digging it, and that turned Davis on to no end.  Well, the coke didn't hurt either, Davis felt more alive than he had since he'd walked off the stage.  and right now Rayne was his instrument.<br/><br/>Taking her inner thighs in his hands, Davis parted them further.  Planting his mouth right over her clit, his lips formed a seal and Davis sucked those hot pussy lips into his mouth.  His tongue attacked her swollen clit from every angle as he sucked it into his mouth.  At the same time his hands slid to her pussy.  Taking his index finger from each hand, Davis slid them together inside her wet velvet tunnel, thrusting them in and out in time with his tongue on her clit.  Her mouth was doing wonders on his cock, but the coke let him hold on.  He was determined to make sure she couldn't say the same.