Buxom babe

Daria Glower moves like she owns the room. Curves heavy, hair bright gold down her back, mouth already parted. She drops to her knees fast, lips sliding over the hard cock in front of her until her cheeks hollow. The rhythm builds, wet sounds filling the space while her hand works what she cannot fit. When he pulls her up and turns her around, she braces her palms on the bed without hesitation. The first slow push into her ass draws a long, low moan from her chest. She takes it inch by inch, breathing through it, then presses back harder, greedy for more. Every thrust rocks her forward, her full breasts swinging with the motion. She reaches between her own legs, fingers working in time with his steady pace until her breathing breaks into short, sharp gasps. The pace never slows. She stays open for every stroke, chasing the edge until it finally hits her.