Not so innocent

Sunny Diamond dresses like she’s about to break every rule in the handbook. Tiny plaid skirt, white knee socks, no bra under a half-buttoned shirt. The blonde with the perfect handfuls of breast leans over the edge of the couch and looks back with a smirk that says she already knows how this ends. She drops to her knees first, lips stretched around him, eyes never leaving his. When her mouth finally lets go, she climbs on top, skirt flipped up, and sinks down in one slow, wet slide. Every bounce makes those soft, round tits sway. She rides hard, grinding when she’s full, leaning forward so he can watch himself disappear inside her. The pace gets rougher, skin slapping, breath catching. She stays on him until his voice breaks, then slips off at the last second and tilts her face up, letting every hot spurt land across her flushed cheeks and parted lips.