Asian Fantasy

Katana watches him from across the room, already wet. She crosses the space in two steps, drops her robe, and takes Chris Diamond’s mouth like she owns it. Small breasts press against his chest, nipples tight. She sinks to her knees, pulls his cock free, and wraps her lips around the thick head. The wet sounds of her sucking fill the quiet, spit running down the shaft, her hand working what she can’t fit. When he lifts her, she climbs him, legs locked around his waist. He pushes inside in one steady thrust, her tight pussy stretching around him, and she lets out a sharp, honest moan. He fucks her against the wall, then bends her over the edge of the bed, pounding deep, each stroke smacking skin. She keeps her voice, low and greedy, urging him harder. Near the end he pulls out, jerks once, and paints her face with thick ropes that streak her lips and lashes.