Filthy Obsessions. A Filthy Collection Of Forbidden Desires
He exploded, hot ropes down her throat, thick and salty, overflowing, dripping from her lips onto her tits in creamy globs, mixing with her spit.
“Yes, feed me, officer,” she said, pulling off, gasping, strings of cum connecting her lips to his cockhead. “Drown me in it, fill my belly with your dirty seed.”
He flipped her, ass up, face smashed into cushions, leather sticking to her cheek.
Zip-tied her ankles to the table legs, spread eagle, pussy gaping, pink and glistening, lips swollen and creamy, her hole winking, cream oozing out in slow, filthy drops.