Tattooed Curvy Babe Rides Then Smothers His Face

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hand wraps around his hard cock, red nails gleaming. She mounts him, riding slowly, hands on his chest. Her body moves with a rhythmic pulse. She leans forward, breasts swaying.

Her hips move faster now, her breath catching. The man's eyes lock on hers, his face tense. He ejaculates, semen spraying her abdomen and breasts. She remains seated, looking down at the mess.

The positions reverse, the woman sitting on the man's face. Her legs spread wide, one foot in a white sock resting against his thigh. She looks down at him, then up at you, maintaining eye contact briefly before she shifts her weight slightly. Your hand is already stroking in time with her movements. Your breath quickens as you imagine the heat of her body pressing down. You ache to be in his place, feeling her weight and warmth. The rhythm of your strokes matches the beat of your pulse as you edge closer to release. Your wetness grows as you imagine being under her, feeling her body move against yours. How long will you last once you press play?