Lindsey Cruz

Lindsay Cruz wants dick, and she's texting the guy who brings it – Porno Dan. He rolls up ready to pound her right and she meets him on her knees, mouth open like she practiced. Thick shaft disappears down her throat, spit running down his balls while she pumps with one hand and plays with her own nipple. She comes up for air looking cock-drunk, strings of saliva still connecting her lips to the head. Dan grabs a fistful of that hair and drives back in until tears form in the corners of her eyes, then drops her on the bed legs spread. He licks her slit once, twice, before driving balls-deep in one long thrust. The headboard's banging the wall. She claws his back, thighs squeezing him every time he bottoms out. They switch her on top, bouncing, tits shaking, until Dan sits up and meets every drop with a thrust. He pulls out, jerks fast, and splatters her stomach and tits. She drags two fingers through the mess, sucks them clean, grins like the satisfied brat she is.