Daddy's Anal Doll

Cherry Kiss stands there in nothing but her skin, a petite blonde with small tits and a stare that says she wants it rough. "Daddy," she breathes, turning so Charlie sees the tight curve of her ass. He steps in, cock already thick, and drives it straight into her. She gasps—tight, stretched, exactly what she asked for. Every thrust pins her smaller frame against the bed, but she keeps begging for more, harder, deeper. The sounds are wet and filthy. When he finally pulls out, she drops to her knees, mouth open, ready for the hot streaks across her face. She licks her lips, eyes half-lidded, like she could still take another round.