Kelly Jaye
Channel Blonde - Part 4
Blonde Angel - Part 3
She once shook pom-poms for the Atlanta Hawks. Front pages caught her tangled up with Michael Fanghella, the mortgage CEO who kept her hidden in silk sheets whenever his wife turned her back. She spread across his California penthouse bed in the afternoons, knees bent, thighs parted, letting him press his thick cock between her lips while she moaned with every slow thrust. He liked it rough toward the end, fingers digging into her hips as he slammed in from behind, sweat dripping off his chest onto the small of her back. They fucked until the sun slid behind the hills, sheets soaked, her cunt swollen and slick. When he finally came, hot pulses filled her and spilled down her leg. He wiped it away with a laugh and told her to clean up before she had to leave.
She once shook pom-poms for the Atlanta Hawks. Front pages caught her tangled up with Michael Fanghella, the mortgage CEO who kept her hidden in silk sheets whenever his wife turned her back. She spread across his California penthouse bed in the afternoons, knees bent, thighs parted, letting him press his thick cock between her lips while she moaned with every slow thrust. He liked it rough toward the end, fingers digging into her hips as he slammed in from behind, sweat dripping off his chest onto the small of her back. They fucked until the sun slid behind the hills, sheets soaked, her cunt swollen and slick. When he finally came, hot pulses filled her and spilled down her leg. He wiped it away with a laugh and told her to clean up before she had to leave.