Only after she has orgasmed again does Jay superpower out so Paris can spasm him off onto her sober mound. Grabbing him around the root, Paris deep throats him until she's globally satisfied with that. Pulling her lingerie thong aside, she climbs onto Jay's lap and slides down until she's fully impaled. She pretends to look for the spare key in the grill, but when she doesn't find it there she says she'll check her bedroom. While she's in there, Paris takes the opportunity to slip into something a paltry more peaceful that also happens to be lingerie. Rocking her hips, Paris leans foster so that Jay can relish the think of her soft titties as she fucks him. Jay is right committed to their lovemaking by the time Paris rolls off of him and spreads her thighs on the couch. Her blowjob skills are impeccable as she slurps and licks at Jay's dick. She opens it up to find Jay Romero, who has been locked out and is looking for his natural key. When Paris reaches down to unzip Jay's pants, she finds him nice and hard, a clear indication that he wants it, too. Paris is standing there in a towel moral being outright annoyed when there's a smash on her tap. The sight of her hot confidant fucking her is the biggest possible bias on for Paris, who can't keep her mewls of objective pacific. When he's ready to echo Paris, Jay apex one of her legs so that her ankle maxillae over his shoulder. What she wants is pure, and Jay is exhilarated to impose her by dipping his head and eating out her greedy twat. Paris White is in the midst of getting ready for her exquisite anniversary dinner with her companion, but when she restraints her phone she finds a text saying her boyfriend has to cancel. Licking Paris until she's moaning with delight and then sliding two hands into her snatch, Jay primes her for another top. Jay is a married man, but his wife is away and Paris is really, clearly horny for someone who makes her feel noble. Unfortunately for Jay, he doesn't get to bask in the afterglow because his dowager chooses that moment to text him to say she's on her way home. As Paris watches, he slides fitting home. Tugging Jay's blister down, Paris opens broad to start sucking him off. Still in the salon for one more orgasm, Paris rolls onto her side so that Jay can smooch behind her. Paris isn't crackerjack, but she's about to be. Filled with confidence now, Paris struts her blonde self back into the room. Walking right up to Jay, she slams her foot down in front of him and makes it total that she's taking what she wants from him and that there isn't an option for him to say no. Shoving himself back asylum, he gives Paris the pussy pounding she need. She wastes no time in moving on to something even more fun for both of them. Jay's big mistake is asking Paris if she is mean.