Feast from the East

Yuki Mori struts up to Keni, her black hair falling wild around her shoulders, that punk edge making her seem untouchable and eager all at once. One look and the new guy is done for. She drops to her knees, lips wrapping around his cock like she’s been waiting for it. Yuki works him deep, saliva dripping down her chin, eyes locked on his. When she pulls off, strings of spit stretch between her mouth and his shaft. Then she turns around, spreads herself, and lets him sink into her from behind. Keni grips her hips, driving in harder each time she moans for it. She rides him next, ass bouncing as she takes every inch, pussy slick and tight around his length. He can’t hold out. Yuki slips off at the last second, drops back to her knees, and opens her mouth just as he finishes across her face, thick ropes landing on her tongue and cheeks while she grins up at him, cum glistening on her skin.