“White boys are so easy. Let them get a good look at your ass and they’ll eat your pussy for days,” Eryn thought while she reveled in the sensations leaping up from his deft tongue.

She didn’t even remember his name. Not that it mattered. She’d just shove him out the front door when she was done with him and find another easy piece of meat at the bar when she wanted one.

“That’s it. Lick that pussy. Lick it good,” she said.