Trinity Post & Osa Lovely

I knew Trinity Post would cost me more than she brought in. The moment I stepped into her office I caught her touching herself to two black men stretching out a white girl on screen. So I told her to come home with me for discipline. I wore the black lace set that always puts girls on their knees. She was about to learn how much I hate wasting money and time. I shoved the same long double-headed dildo into her mouth that she had used in my office. No speeches left, just the wet warmth of her tongue working my cunt. My pulse kicked when she pushed deep, but we were barely getting started. I bent the little white slut over and buried inch after inch of the pale toy into her pussy, each thrust pushing her forward. Then I planted my ass on her face, smothering those soft lips with my dark flesh until she licked like she meant it. She’d pay with her mouth and tongue until I decided the debt was settled. One round. If it wasn’t enough, we could repeat until she got it right.