บท 173: Thin Walls *R18

"God... even the precum... it's driving me crazy, John," Dalia moaned, her face reddened and her eyes closed in concentration. John looked at her, the normally reserved and shy Dalia had been replaced with a wild, lustful mess.

She sucked his cock, taking inch by inch and gagging on his thick girth. John groaned as his tip hit the back of her throat and he could feel his balls tightening. He thrust into her face and grabbed her hair as he started face fucking her.

She made cute whimpering noises that made John's cock even harder. He had never seen her act like this, so eager and insatiable.

He grabbed her and flipped her around, laying her down on the bed and removing her skirt, revealing her pink folds, glistening with moisture. She crawled on all fours, arching her back and calling attention to her big round cheeks and wide hips.