Ellie's First Creampie

Ellie Eilish sits there with that sweet, tight little body, eyes locked on what she’s been craving. She’s wondered for months what it’d feel like to have her tiny pussy packed full. Michael Stefano’s thick cock is right in front of her, and she doesn’t waste time. She leans in, takes him deep, lips sliding wet and greedy down every inch until her throat tightens and spit runs down her chin. She’s breathing hard now, one hand between her legs, rubbing her clit in quick circles while she sucks him harder. When she finally pulls off, strings of spit stretch from her mouth to the head of his cock. She climbs on, legs spread wide, lowering herself slow until he pushes past that first squeeze and sinks all the way in. Every thrust is deeper, harder, her small tits bouncing as she grinds down like she’s trying to milk him dry. She keeps touching herself, fingers slick, hips rolling faster, until Michael groans and floods her. She stays right there, pulsing around him, holding every drop inside her like it’s exactly what she came for.