Naughty teen

Kyra looks like the sweetest thing in the room, but the way she stares gives her away. She wants a boy under her hands. Her mouth finds him first—slow, wet strokes that leave him glistening. She moves with purpose. Blonde hair falls across her face while she takes him deeper, her tongue working the underside. She climbs up, settles over him, and sinks down until he’s buried. Her hips roll, tight around him, breath catching every time she bottoms out. He grips her ass and fucks up into her until the heat spills inside, thick and hot. She stays right there, squeezing every drop, flushed and smiling.