Not cock-shy

Missy Nicole knows exactly what she wants. Her young face and small frame might suggest otherwise, but the second she drops to her knees in sheer lingerie, all doubt disappears. Victor stands ready, and Missy leans in without hesitation. Her lips stretch around his thickness as she takes him deep, blonde strands brushing his thighs with every eager bob. She works him with steady rhythm, tongue flicking along the underside, saliva glistening at the corners of her mouth. When he pulls free, she stays right there, eyes locked on him, lips parted and waiting. Victor finishes across her flushed cheeks and parted lips, the white streaks stark against her smooth skin. Missy stays kneeling, breathing hard, a faint smile on her glistening face.