I love cum. What can I say? Millie Morgan may have been born in Alabama, but sheâs a California girl at heart. âI belonged here from the start,â she said, explaining that the weather back home is ânot my favorite type of hot and sticky.â You can probably guess what my followup question was, as well as Millieâs answer. âI love cum. What can I say?â She opened up about her home movies, vibrators, and her camwhoring schedule. âI log on when Iâm most horny.â In other words, sheâs online often. She was eager to whip out her âNice little tiny handfulsâ of titty when I asked, then demonstrated her aptitude for twerking. âPornDudeCasting! Goodness gracious. I really have finally made it, huh?â Millie looks like some other big names in the biz, so we snapped a topless photo to send to her MILF doppelganger. âTell her I say hi, step mama!â Millie rapped for the camera, so I asked about her other musical abilities. âA little skin flute? I think thatâs what they call it.â Moments later, she was on her knees giving the performance of a lifetime on my instrument. âWe make some nice music together,â she said, a virtuoso with her mouth and hands. We moved to the couch, where Millie dualfisted my cock. âI want you nice and wet and slidey,â she said, lubing me up and jerking while telling me how fun my dick looks and feels. You wanna see what I can do?â She wrapped her feet around my shaft, stroking me with her soles and pedicured tootsies. âI like the way my feet look on your cock,â Millie said. âYouâre getting me really turned on.â The babe helped herself to another quick taste of sausage before declaring, âI need to ride that!â She dropped her panties and hopped on backwards, swearing as the couch creaked. âYour cock hits all the right spots!â I gave Millie her first orgasm in what must have been hours, and I was just getting warmed up. Her legs were still shaking as I stood her up and kept banging her from behind. Millieâs eyes rolled back and our bodies smacked together, the rhythm punctuated by the girlâs moans. âYouâre gonna make me cum! Oh my god! Fuck!â Pussy spasming, Millie sat down and I played with her twat. She squealed and fondled with her tits, singing, âRight there! Right there! Right there!â After getting off again, she told me, âYou know how to treat a lady right.â Millie giggled as I helped her into a piledriver position. âGo ahead and put me where you want me, daddy!â Eyes pleading and mouth stretched into a big O, the vocal babe did her best to alert all the neighbors on my block that she was cumming again. Both her pussy and her mouth sang my praises. She got on her knees next, moaning as I held her waist and gave it to her slow, then fast. âThat feels really fucking good!â Millie backed her ass up into me as I added more handprints, spreading her cheeks so I could go deeper. âI fucking love cock. I canât get enough of it. Can you tell?â Millie flipped on her ass, spread her legs and held her feet in the air while I played with her bush and boned her. âYour cock is incredible, but you already know this, donât you?â She tried to elaborate, but it was difficult through the hammering. CumshotâI want you to cum all over my fucking face,â Millie begged. I pinched her nipples, earning some loud moans and making her cum again. âI wanna wear your cum so badly,â she begged, then dropped to her knees, tongue out and giggling. âDid you paint me all pretty?â
