Krissy's Fuck Friend

Krissy Lynn’s been wet for Jay since the first filthy tale he told her. Now his words are sinking in—hard. She feels it between her legs, that slow throb that says she needs him, now. Clothes disappear. He’s already stiff when she climbs on, spreading herself wide, guiding that thick shaft straight into her soaked pussy. Every inch disappears inside her, and she takes it, grinding down until nothing’s left to give. She leans forward, traps his cock between her heavy tits, and slides up and down, letting him fuck the soft heat of her cleavage. When he finally flips her back and drives in deep, she’s loud, hips snapping, pussy gripping. He pulls out at the last second and paints her stomach in thick, hot streaks.