King Jay took outdoor sex to another level and you shall cum like crazy [Ebony]

The grillwork window frames her face, her mouth already dripping with spit, eyes locked onto the throbbing meat in my hand. She’s hungry, desperate, and I can see her chest heaving as she fights the urge to lunge forward and engulf my cock. But she waits, her breath hot and ragged against my shaft. I can feel her anticipation, the way her body quivers with need. I tease her, brushing the head of my cock against her lips, leaving a trail of pre-cum that she eagerly laps up. She whimpers, her hands gripping the bars tightly, knuckles white with strain. I smirk, enjoying her torment, and then I shove my cock deep into her mouth, feeling her throat constrict around the head. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she takes it all, her eyes never leaving mine. I fuck her face hard, my hips moving in a brutal rhythm, the sound of her choking and gagging filling the air. Her spit drips down her chin, mixing with the tears, and I can feel her throat muscles working overtime to accommodate my size. I pull out suddenly, leaving her gasping for air, and she looks up at me with a mix of fear and lust. I grab her by the hair, pulling her head back and exposing her throat. I spit on her face, the glob of saliva mixing with her tears and spit. I rub my cock against her cheek, leaving a trail of pre-cum, and then I shove it back into her mouth, fucking her throat with renewed vigor. She chokes and gags, her body convulsing with each thrust, and I can feel my orgasm building. I pull out one last time, my cock glistening with her spit, and I stroke it hard and fast, my hand a blur of motion. I come with a roar, my cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating her face and chest. She looks up at me, her face a mask of cum and tears, and she licks her lips, savoring the taste of my seed. I smile, knowing that I’ve left my mark on her, and I walk away, leaving her there, panting and spent, her body aching with the memory of our encounter.