Emma Hix: Massage Parlor Anal Psycho

Emma Hix looks like sin wrapped in skin, but the second Robby Echo drops his pants she's got him pinned to the massage table, eyes flashing crazy. No soft soap. No handjob. She climbs up, pins his face with that tight little ass and grinds until he struggles for air. Spit drips off her chin while she spits filthy orders between lunges at his cock, choking herself loud, wet, and sloppy. When she flips around and sinks his shaft deep up her ass, the blonde sets the pace, barking every thrust, every slap. He reams her hole raw until it gapes wide, then she sucks him straight from that stretched ring, eyes daring him to come before she's ready. One last crack of his palm across her ass, then thick ropes of cum paint her flat stomach while she smiles like she just won.