Kleopatra's chocolate

Kleopatra Cazso loves chocolate, the darker the better. Tonight the blonde teen gets her fix. She sinks to her knees, silk lingerie sliding over smooth skin, and opens wide around a thick, dark cock. Her tongue swirls over the head, saliva glossing the shaft as she takes it deeper, cheeks hollowing with every slow pull. Spit trails down her chin and drips onto her breasts when she comes up for air, only to dive right back in, hungry and wet. Soon the same cock is nudging between her legs. She spreads herself on the sheets, lace panties tugged aside, and takes it inch by inch until her pussy is stretched full. The contrast of his dark skin against her pale thighs is sharp and immediate. She rocks her hips in a steady rhythm, nails digging into the sheets, soft moans catching in her throat every time he bottoms out. The room fills with the slick sounds of skin meeting skin, her blonde hair sticking to her damp temples as she chases the next sweet rush.