The air in the room vibrated with raw anticipation. Martin’s hands, rough yet purposeful, traced the curves of Octokuro Model’s enormous breasts. Her skin, a canvas of vibrant ink, rippled under his touch. She arched her back, a low moan escaping her lips – a sound that promised a storm of pleasure.
“Tell me what you want,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust. Octokuro Model met his gaze, her eyes burning with desire. “I want you to use me,” she breathed, the words barely audible. A mischievous glint sparked in her eyes. She likes it rough.
He didn’t hesitate. His fingers tightened on her big boobs, teasing her nipples until she cried out. He drove into her, slamming deep in missionary. She met his thrusts with equal ferocity, her body bucking beneath him. Her loud moaning escalated into full-blown screams of ecstasy. Every touch, every thrust, pushed her closer to the edge.
She clawed at his back as he flipped her onto her stomach and took her from behind in doggystyle, he gripped her hips, thrusting powerfully into her. The sensation was almost too much to bear. She felt his warmth spreading across her face in a thick, pulsating stream.
He wasn't gentle and she loved the choking and fingering.
As he pulled back, she could see the satisfaction in his eyes. She was his Babe. He had given her exactly what she wanted and this Amateur Pornstar will have him any time.
Martin Spell watched, a possessive smirk playing on his lips, as Octokuro Model’s inked skin flushed a deep red. This inked red head could ride cock all night and never get tired. This session was going to be long one.