Cock Crazy Slut Violet Starr

She needs cock bad. Spins around, catches the brother-in-law coming out of the kitchen, and her pupils blow wide. The thin dress she threw on clings to hard nipples and nothing else, soaked through already between her legs. She doesn’t ask; she drops, pulls his sweats down, and swallows half his length before the elastic hits the floor. Tight brown fingers pump the rest while her tongue laps the slit. "Goddamn," he growls, hand fisting her hair. She only moans louder, spit dripping off her chin. He yanks her up by the arm, spins her, bends her over the counter. Cotton panties rip; the kitchen light catches the slick sheen on her swollen lips. One shove and he’s buried, stretching that hungry cunt wide, her heels barely scraping the tile. The slap of skin fills the room. She arches, pushing back to take him deeper, demanding every inch. He gives it—hard, fast, until her thighs shake and the bowl of fruit rattles. She comes first, cursing in Spanish and English, cunt squeezing like it wants to bruise him. He follows, pulls out, paints the small of her back in hot stripes while she laughs, breathless, already reaching back to smear it between her ass cheeks for round two.