The Loser Deserves Anal

Kiki Cyrus smiles when Toby leans in. The moment her top slips, her heavy tits spill free, and he pulls her closer. She drops to her knees without a word. Her lips stretch around his cock, taking him deep until spit runs down her chin. He watches her throat work, then stands her up and bends her over the couch. Kiki grips the cushion as he parts her cheeks and pushes straight into her ass. Her moan is low, hungry. Toby grips her hips and drives in, every stroke harder than the last. She pushes back, meeting each thrust, her tits swinging beneath her. When he’s close, he pulls out. Kiki turns and opens her mouth just in time. He strokes once, twice, and paints her tongue with thick ropes of cum. She swallows, eyes half-closed, a slow smile spreading across her face.