Perfect Body Juicy Cunt Creampied Kyra Hot

Porno Dan, Matt Bird, and Dean Van Damme crowd the curtains at the Penthouse. They watch Kyra Hot sweat in the sun next door, hips rolling, tits barely caged in lycra. When she peels the top off and basks, giant breasts gleaming, the boys cook up a fast plan. They knock ten minutes later with offerings: roses from Dean, Matt's Hungarian poem stumbling out like broken music, Porno Dan's box of dark chocolate. Kyra stands there topless, licking a bead of sweat from her lip. "Perfect timing," she says. "My husband's gone. I'm in the mood to get nasty." "Tell us what you want," Dan answers. She yanks his fly down, drops to her knees, and swallows him where they stand. Her tongue works loud, messy, hungry. After a few choking minutes, Dan gasps that they should head inside. She pulls him straight to the bedroom, kicks the door shut, and climbs aboard like a woman starved. Thick ass cheeks clap against him; Dan grips, thrusts, loses rhythm in the slick heat. He finishes buried deep, pumping a hot load until it leaks down her thighs. Kyra stays spread and dripping, eyes already hunting the next cock. Part two coming.