Cock-crazy

Cony Ferrara walks in a brunette this time, and the hunger in her eyes hasn't changed. Her heavy tits press against her top, round and perfect. She drops to her knees without a word, takes the cock deep, working it with slow, wet strokes. Her tongue glides over every inch, lips tight, throat open. When she's had enough in her mouth, she turns, presents her ass, and waits. The first push stretches her wide. She moans, low and steady, as each thrust sinks deeper. Her body rocks forward, tits swaying, breath coming in short bursts. He keeps her open, works her slow and hard until her thighs shake. She stays on her knees when he pulls out, face tilted up, mouth waiting. The load hits her lips, her cheek, drips down to her chin. She smiles through it, dark hair falling across her face, content.