Thread: Springbreakers & Gangbangers {darkest_fate&Google}

Damn it was hard to try and work this massive thing. Candy just didn't know where to angle her tongue or tilt her head, and judging by Kane's chuckling, she'd gotten him more amused than aroused. The words made her flinch, particularly the part about her being a BBC virgin, not to mention getting to ride the biggest blackest cock in the house. Candy had already started to shift her head to get a better angle on the pulsing meat-rod when she felt a hand drawing her upward. The stench threatened to make her gag, and Candy felt her tongue connecting with one of the thick droplets of fluid. The taste of Kane filled Candy's mouth then. She swallowed quickly, once more fighting the urge to choke or gag or anything. The girl did need a few seconds to try and gather herself up before moving to try again, and Kane took advantage to tease her. She flinched again at the mention of taste, but moved her tongue to dance anyway. The muscle moved sinuously, snaking and teasing the thick cock. Some porn stars couldn't even manage what Candy could do with her tongue, and she was attempting to use her skill on the huge man now. The problem was that she had almost no passion in it all technical and a desire for this to end, not a desire for the cock so near her mouth. Faith, meanwhile, could only stare in horror at the thing her friend licked. Surely that had to be fake some how? Because nothing like that could be attached to a human. It certainly couldn't be a sexual organ. Because just thinking about that thing going inside any of her holes nearly caused Faith to collapse. Scared eyes met Kane's as the man bore into her, and she felt a whimper starting to escape. The threat made her moan, and it also made Candy shift and start attempting to get her lips around the cock's bulbous head. Then came that next command, making Faith shake her head. No! That's not--I'm not-- she glanced over at Brit, expecting the blonde to be as disgusted as Faith felt. Instead, she saw a pair of slit blue eyes rolling up her body. B-B-Brit? Faith stammered, her own eyes going wide. Brit looked nearly as predatory as Kane himself, though the blonde wasn't quite moving yet. Perhaps she was waiting for Candy to take some position. The darker skinned fake-blonde adjusted her head, wrapping around some of the cock's tip. The comment had her pulling off slightly, frowning. I know how to give a blowjob! she insisted. She tossed her head, trying yet again to get her hair out of the way. One hand moved to brush it aside before she readjusted. Candy opened her mouth wide, then lowered. Lips parted around the head, and she felt her muscles already convulsing. Her body, her mind rejected the cock even as she forced herself downward. The thick thing stretched her out, and Candy could feel her teeth scraping against it. She tried to use that, rolling back skin and letting that sinuous tongue come out to play again. The muscle flicked and moved, teasing the slit, trying to coax the cum out. Hands dropped at the same time, one squeezing and churning the hefty ballsack while the other began pumping, using the saliva that started to drizzle down to lubricate the process. Candy could only last a few seconds before pulling up, taking deep heaving breaths and again trying to move dyed blonde hair out of her face and lips. Bits kept catching where the spittle caught, annoying the girl to no end. She just needed to get this cock down, and she leaned forward, determined to get the head. That should be all she really needed, with her hands stimulating everything else, coaxing the seed up and into her wet, willing body.