Page 134 of Marcello

I lowered the phone to my abs.

“Now… show me your cock.”

I gripped my dick at the base and held it straight up from my body as I aimed the phone at it.

“Ohhhhhhh…” she moaned.

“Show me what you’re doing,” I said as I brought the phone back up to my face.

Suddenly, my screen filled with the image of her hand parting her bush. I could hear a faint schick-schick-schick as her fingers moved in a blur.

I liked it – but I wanted something else even more. “I want to see your face when you come.”

“Okay, but I want to see your cock when YOU come.”

“Deal.”

I switched the camera to forward-facing and aimed it at my erection.

The screen filled with her face contorted in ecstasy as she stared at her phone – watching me stroke my cock, up and down, faster and faster.

“Oh my god… I want it inside me so bad…” she moaned.

“I want to PUT it in you so bad.”

“You’re gonna fuck me with that big, nasty cock?”

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby – ”

“You’re gonna make me come with that big, nasty cock?”

“I’m gonna fuck your BRAINS out with this big nasty cock, baby. I’m gonna make you come again, and again, and again – ”

Suddenly she made a high-pitched sound and clamped her lips closed, trying to suppress it –

And that pushed me over the edge.

“Oh fuck!” I groaned as I suddenly exploded.

Cum shot six inches in the air, then came splattering down on my abs –

Again –

And again –

“Oh my fucking GOD!” she cried out, her eyes wide, a giant smile fighting with the agony on her face as she watched intently, and the camera shook as I knew she was rubbing herself even faster.

“Fuck – fuck – fuck – ” I groaned as I jerked my hand up and down in a blur, pumping my cock until the spurts of cum became just a trickle out of my swollen head.

“Oh fuck – oh fuck – ” she moaned.

“Are your legs shaking?” I asked as I slowed down on stroking my dick.

“Yes – oh god, yes – ”

“Show me.”

The camera whipped around, and I saw her legs on the bed, trembling involuntarily.