Justine Jakobs Offers Porn Dude Her Professional Services

Justine Jakobs might be one of the only people who truly understands the amount of time and effort I put into running the world’s most popular online porn directory. Just the other day, I was checking out a new joint for my big list of Escort Sites over on ThePornDude.com, and let’s just say it took me much longer to write the review than I expected. I got all sidetracked when I stumbled upon a babe that I just had to meet in real life. Justine showed up at my doorstep a few minutes later--easier than Uber Eats, tastier, and she was still smoking hot when she arrived. “How about I give you a little show?” she asked. “Don’t worry. I’m a professional. Just let me do my thing.”

 

She wasted no time, the tits coming out almost as soon as she walked in the door, and my dick soon followed. “Let me break you in the right way.” Justine licked me from balls to tip before mouthing my whole hog and showing off those professional skills. “You make my job very easy.”

 

Justine teased my cock with her huge jugs. “This is the perfect thing to do with these tits, isn’t it?” Then she used them to wrap my package like the sweetest gift, working her body up and down. “You have to know a lot about the body to give someone pleasure. I have a lot of practice,” she said before gagging on sausage.

 

Then she climbed onto my dick, big tits in my face. “You’re so deep inside of me! How does it feel?” It felt fantastic, and even better the harder she bounced. “Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life!” Justine got herself off on my dong, then turned around to ride me backwards. “This is a good day at work! I wish all my days were like this!” I felt the same way, so I didn’t mind at all when she squirted on my couch.

 

“This is a nice view,” Justine said, wrapping her lovely feet around my cock. “How’s that feel, baby?” She held me in place with one foot and stroked me with her other sole, and I’m not lying when I say I could have popped if I didn’t have other plans.  “My nipples are so hard just looking at your hard dick.”

 

We stood up and Justine bent over, hands on her knees. She chanted the f-word as I pounded her from behind, and I played exactly her request. “Oh my god, you’re so deep,” she said, and then I held her shoulders and went deeper. “Do you want me to squirt for you again, baby?” I didn’t even get to answer.

 

I asked Justine if she knew piledriver. “You gotta be careful with that one,” she said as she flipped into position. “I do believe I squirted over here!” Ass on the couch and head on an official Porn Dude pillow--available now in the PornDudeShop--Justine watched as I stretched her out and poked through her belly. “You turn me on,” she said. “I’m cumming!”

 

She promised she could be a good girl as she crawled onto her knees, but moments later, she was swearing like a sailor and getting stuffed all full of cock. “You know how much I like it from how wet I get,” she said atop the squelching of her pussy.

 

“Just put me where you want me,” she giggled as I shifted her into place: on her back, legs wide, on the couch. I held her head as I boned her, Justine’s fuck-me eyes pleading for more. “The sound of that wet pussy is so hot!”

 

And then her phone rang, right as I was pounding away. Justine’s a busy girl! “I’d love for you to cum all over my tits,” she begged. I painted it just like she wanted, and Justine admired my artwork before licking it clean. “I actually gotta go take that call, so I’m gonna head out. Thank you so much! Can you leave me a review and I’ll give you a discount on the next time?”