Lady Gonzo | Kenzie Reeves

L.A. nights bring the freaks out in force and Joanna Angel feeds right into that. Tonight she’s zeroed in on Kenzie Reeves. Tiny little bombshell struts into the hallway already juicy, bright lollipop in hand, wearing a skin-tight top that barely covers those perky tits and micro booty shorts that cup the fattest little ass you’ve seen all month. She wants every hole crammed full and Joanna’s letting her know the dick’s already waiting inside—but first she’s putting on a show. Rainbow suspenders slip down Kenzie’s thighs, she pops her T-shirt up, and Joanna surprises her by dragging the candy over stiff nipples, slow and sticky. Kenzie answers with a trick of her own. She bends, spreads, and shows the glittering heart-shaped plug wedged in that pink rim. Joanna likes that a lot. She plants the petite princess in a squat, feeds the candy straight up her slick snatch, then watches her cream run down the length while she moans. Warm-up over. Jo drags the spit-slut into the loft where Small Hands is stripped and hard, and Kenzie’s mouth’s on him before he can speak. She slobbers greedily, gags, throat clicking. He works her dripping pussy with two fingers, takes his turn and plants his tongue flat between her lips while she keeps slurping and spraying spit. Small Hands grabs a handful of hair, rams his cock straight down, stretching her throat until tears streak her face and saliva webs down his shaft. Plink—Jason reaches for her ass, slides the plug out, and plants his cock inside in one heavy stroke. Kenzie shudders, already on the edge. Then he lifts her, impales that dripping slit instead, and fucks her mid-air like she’s weightless. Power pose: Kenzie’s tiny body, legs flapping, tiny boobs bouncing while he rails her fast and deep. Joanna’s nowhere near finished stacking surprises though, and the night’s only gonna get messier when she wheels in the pièce-de-résistance—a fat, fresh donut that’s about to get plastered with rope after hot rope of cum.