Porn Feels Right

Here she is - fresh meat. Demi Morgan makes her debut today, barely two days after we shot it. She sits down with Johnny Robins first, answering the usual, her nipples already perked under thin fabric. Then she strips. Ink on pale skin. She spreads on cue and works two fingers inside herself until she's wet enough for what comes next. Oliver walks in and coats her tits and ass with oil. The 39-inch backside bounces for him, twerking heavy while he slides underneath and drags his tongue through her slit. She drops to her knees when he pulls it out. Big cock. She sucks it sloppy, spit running down her chin, then follows him to the couch and keeps throat-fucking herself until she swings a foot up for a slick footjob. Oliver goes down on her again, tongue working fast, before he stands and drives straight in. Missionarie, legs pinned back like a broken doll. Folded, drilled. Reverse cowgirl, her ass slapping his thighs. Cowgirl next, hips grinding. He lifts her clean off the floor, holding her in mid-air while he fucks up into her. Piledriver keeps her folded in half. Doggy finishes it - hard strokes until he rips out and paints her face with thick ropes. Later, in the shower, she's on her knees again, brushing her teeth with the same cock that just wrecked her.