Intense Saliva-fueled Hardcore Session With Allie Haze And Steven St. Croix

Heather chuckled softly at Meredith’s confusion. It thrust in and out, fucking her with deep, probing strokes that made obscene squelching noises. The view of Heather’s most intimate area was raw and intimate. His camera zeroed in on the head of the shaft each time it pushed past Heather’s glistening, stretched lips, the obscene bulge it created in her cheek, and the vulgar slurping sounds her wet mouth made. Heather’s tongue danced with hers, twining and stroking, sharing the heady taste of Meredith’s own arousal. What’s happening to me? Heather turned back to Meredith and her eyes gleaming with sadistic glee. The men shifted, their camcorders whirring to life, capturing every second of Meredith’s raw, unbridled terror. “It’s so exposed, so vulnerable and eager. Meredith’s chest heaved with shuddering breaths, her porcelain skin glistening with a sheen of sweat and tears. “Worship every inch of my skin as you expose me.