Anal teen angel Jenny Love

Jenny Love gives him that look—part wild, part untouched. Like she wants it but still doesn’t know what’s coming. Dima reads her perfectly. He takes his time at first, then doesn’t. He fucks her until the headboard knocks, long and steady, pushing deep into that tight, wet cunt like he means to ruin it. She gasps, nails in the sheets. Then he pulls out and goes lower. One slow push and he’s in her ass, stretching her open, inch by inch. She takes it. Moans through it. Her body opens up for him, greedy and trembling. He doesn’t let up. Just keeps going until she’s shaking under him, face buried, back arched, completely used. And when he pulls out again, it’s to paint that pretty face with thick ropes of cum—her lips parted, eyes glassy, still catching her breath.