Mesmerized by strength

Kayla’s mouth waters at the sight of Mugur pumping iron, each thick vein standing out on his arms. She slips her fingers straight into her shorts and starts rubbing, already slick. The need gets too sharp to ignore. She steps in, pulls his cock free, drops to her knees, and wraps her lips around it, tasting salt and heat. He catches her rhythm, grips her hips, and soon she’s bent over the bench, shorts yanked down. He works two fingers into her tight little hole, opens her up, then presses the head of his cock against it. Kayla pushes back, taking every inch until her ass swallows him whole. He fucks her harder, the slap of skin filling the room. When he’s ready, she spins around, opens wide, and lets him paint her tongue and cheeks with thick ropes of cum.