Hot Delivery Girl Brooke Johnson Gets First Creampie On Camera
Title: A Naughty Delivery: Brooke Johnson and the First Creampie
Brooke Johnson, a ravishing young delivery girl, found herself in a peculiar situation that fateful afternoon. After clocking out from her job at the local pizza parlor, she stumbled upon an unfamiliar package adorning her car seat—a crate containing a towering, throbbing phallus, pulsating with desire. Curiosity piqued, Brooke wasted no time before unscrewing the lid, her eyes widening at the sight of the magnificent flesh-centaur looming before her.
“Wow… Look at the size of that thing!” Brooke exclaimed, her cheeks flushing crimson as she gingerly stroked the shaft, marveling at its firmness and heat. She had to have it, eruption after eruption of creamy deliciousness dripping within her, unfurling an erotic journey she would surely relish.
Retrieving the intimidating phallus, Brooke drooled over its veiny, textured exterior, silken skin catching the glimmer of her adoring eyes. Draping her slender legs over the one-sided steed, she panted in anticipation as the engorged tip grazed upon her sopping entrance.
“Ohhh, it’s so big!” Brooke cried out, her cherry lips taut around the girth as she inched further, submission to the silken invader inevitable. Slowly, savor every thrust, letting it spread and fill her honey pot, deliciously stirring her nectar.
Gasping, Brooke sank down, her tight walls stretching around the thick shaft as it overwhelmingly plunged into her heated core. “Yes, yes! Fuck me!” She wailed, bouncing up and down, her ample bosom jiggling with each plummet.
Its rounded head massaging her insides, relishing every sensation of the iron-agile member. Inching towards climax, her body quaked like a volcano about to explode upon her unsuspecting clitoris. Brooke gyrated and twirled atop the silicone steed, her juices trickling out as she relished the sheer bliss.
“Ahhh, I’m going to… I’m gonna cum!” moaning as if engulfed by flames, she continued pounding, ramming the throbbing flesh deeper and harder. “Yes, fuck yes! Don’t stop!” Her cries echoed through the woods as the centaur wielded its throbbing length.
With one final slam, Brooke shattered, writhing and convulsing upon the engorged invader. Clear, glistening elixir erupted from her nether regions, a warm, creamy gush dribbling down the fleshy intrusion. Gasping and panting, Brooke collapsed, semi-conscious, a satisfied smile flittering across her petal-soft lips.
“Oh… oh my God…” she murmured, her body finally easing down from its delectable high, stomach fluttering in aftershocks. As she stepped down, she noticed the pungent scent of her arousal clinging to the centaur’s surface, a musky, alluring scent that made her cream all over again.
With a shaky step, Brooke lifted the slick phallus, tracing her fingers along the textured surface. But soon, the hypnotic lull between her thighs called out once more, and she found herself sealing her soaked petals around the enticing pillar yet again.
Whew, what a workout! Brooke sighed, finally retrieving the giant flesh-centaur from her nether region.haustion set in—her body, slick with sweat, exhausted from the relentless pounding. Her mind raced with the possibilities, the sheer naughtiness of it all, but who would ever know?
With newfound boldness, Brooke shoved the now-used phallus into her bag, ready to resume her ordinary life, albeit with a devilish glint in her eyes and a satiated smile. Little did she know, this was only the beginning of her sordid affair with the mysterious delivery…
