Reese's Chocolate

Ella Reese knows how to move slow and keep you wanting more. She kisses Jax Slayher deep, her hand already sliding over the bulge in his pants. When she pulls her mouth away, she sinks to her knees without asking. She frees his cock, thick, heavy, impossible to miss, and runs her tongue along the shaft before wrapping her lips around it. Jax groans, fists curling in her hair as she takes him deeper. She stands again, turns, bends, and lets him see everything. She reaches back and spreads herself. Jax grabs her hips, drags the fat head of his cock along her slick folds, then pushes inside. Her pussy grips him tight. Each thrust drags a wet, filthy sound out of her. She rocks back to meet him, breath coming hard. Sweat beads at her spine. He picks up the pace, driving into her until her legs shake and she bites her own wrist to muffle the moans spilling out.