More for Helena

Helena walked in back when she still had braces on her teeth. Quiet voice. Nervous hands. Now she stands in front of the camera with no brace, no hesitation, only that open, hungry look. Her shirt comes off and those heavy tits swing free. She drops to her knees, wraps her hand around the waiting cock, and feeds herself until her throat opens and her eyes water. Spit runs down her chin. She climbs onto the bed, turns, and spreads herself so he can press the slick head against her ass. One slow push and he sinks all the way in. Her cheeks flatten, her mouth falls open, and every thrust that follows drags a low moan out of her. Helena is no longer shy. She’s taking every inch she can get and still asking for more.