It is a grey day along the marina. Not a cheery place for the lovely, sweet-faced goddess named Suga Squirtz. Suga seems lonely sat on the bench, pulling her taut reservoir top down to show some deep cleavage to no one in special. You like a cutie who can admire herself. Walking along the water, that babe passes Tony talking on his cell phone and stops when this chab says salute. So right off the snap, he knows… that man knows this is not some snotty slut who thinks that babe is more nice than the Lothario in the street. This is a responsive cutie, a amiable cutie. Maybe a beauty who will copulate him.
Suga was expecting for a ally but she hasn’t shown up, she tells Tony. She’s lost. Ever the gentleman, Tony suggests to help. He lives nearby. Suga asks if she can use his phone. They go to his apartment at his suggestion so that babe can call her ally although he’s got a phone in his hand. Sharp stud. At his place, in the bedroom, Suga makes her call and then sits on the sofa next to him. Thinking forward, Tony just now begins to caress her cushioned, cushy chest. Suga is absolutely responsive and it has the appearance of a lock that Suga is gonna lick Tony’s cock-cone within a matter of seconds. From the second this chab saw her, this chab was aching to be inside her pussy.