Fluke 6 (Patreon)

As she started kissing me, I couldn't help but think, why did she choose to face me, while turning her back to Fluke? Am I the safe one? Tender? The vanilla guy? My mind stuttered with conflict. Should I feel honored or offended by this? I couldn't think clearly—arousal was taking over, and my body was reacting faster than my thoughts. I pulled away from her pussy and reached for the ass. "I'm not the vanilla guy," I thought. I wanted a taste of that tight ass, so we decided to share.