Blonde Bombshell

Corinna’s a bombshell. Men cross the street just to watch her tits bounce, and most of them go home alone. She loves that power. Bill’s the latest fool who thinks he’s the exception. He’s been chasing her for weeks; tonight she finally let him inside. On her knees, she wraps her lips around him and sucks until her cheeks hollow, spit sliding over those heavy tits. He groans, hips jerking, but she sets the pace, eyes locked on his. When he can’t hold back any longer she pulls away, strokes him fast, and lets him paint her face with thick ropes. Cum drips from her chin onto her breasts, shining in the light. She smiles like a cat with cream, already thinking about tomorrow’s conquest.