Not enough for Sandra

Sandra Parker thought two cocks would satisfy her. She was wrong. The moment they slide into her, she’s still hungry. Then a third man steps in and her eyes light up. Blonde hair spills across the sheets while she drops to her knees, lips stretching around the first thick head. Her big tits bounce as hands grip them, squeeze them, use them like handles. One shaft sinks into her mouth, another between her breasts. The third presses against her ass. Sandra pushes back, takes it deep, moans around the cock in her throat. The rhythm builds fast—three men trading places, fucking every hole they find. She rides hard, tits swinging, mouth open and waiting. When they finish, thick ropes paint her face, sliding over her lips and down her chin. Sandra smiles, licking what she can reach, still hungry.