Gasp, Gag And Gape #04, Scene #03

Mandy Muse stands under the lights, pale skin dotted with ink, that bubble butt on full display. She drops into a net dress with nothing underneath—her bald, fat-lipped cunt barely covered, already glistening. She talks like filth is her first language, voice low and filthy as she waits for Chris Strokes to ruin her ass. He’s thick with ink, cock heavy and hard, sliding it up and down her sweaty crack like he’s marking his territory. She kneels, lips stretched around him, tongue lapping at his balls until spit drips down her chin. He buries his face between her cheeks, tongue working over both holes while her ass swallows half his head. She sits on him, grinding, growling when he eats her pussy and rims her asshole at the same time. His dick vanishes between her thick cheeks and pounds her cunt until it’s slick and sloppy. Then he flips her, spreads her open, and drives straight into her ass—slow at first, then brutal. The fat black dildo follows, prying her wider while she moans like it hurts good. She licks his asshole without hesitation, tongue circling, then spits on it. He fucks her ass doggystyle, handprints blooming red on her cheeks, stuffing his cock down her throat straight from her hole—messy, wet, eyes watering. He flips her again, folding her in half for the pile-driver, her gaping rim pulsing open around him. Cum streaks across her face. She smiles through it, spreads wider, showing the wreck he left behind.