Anal teen angel Megan

Dima can't resist Megan’s face in front of the lens. He keeps shooting while she peels off one scrap of clothing after another, each shot bolder than the last. The camera clicks grow slower, then stop. The moment the lens lowers, Megan crawls across the bed toward his cock. She takes him deep in one smooth stroke, lips stretched, spit running down the shaft. When he pulls her onto his lap she sinks straight down, pussy gripping every inch. They flip. She lands on all fours, ass high. Dima spits on her tight hole, then pushes past the ring. Her breath hitches as he works in deeper, opening her inch by inch until the gape pulses around empty air each time he pulls back. He drives in harder, her juices dripping off his balls, her voice cracking with every thrust. The second she comes he slips free, strokes twice, and paints her open mouth and flushed cheeks with thick ropes of cum that slide down her chin and onto her small tits.