All For Abella

Abella Danger finally has Gina Valentina alone. She wants that ass and she doesn't hide it. The strap-on waits on the nightstand. Abella runs her hands over Gina's curves like she's checking for where the map ends. When Gina drops down and takes the silicone dick into her mouth, Abella watches her lips stretch. The moment the spit coats the shaft, Abella pushes deeper. She wants it slick enough to slide into Gina's ass. Gina knows the plan. She turns around, knees wide, and presents. Abella works the head in slow. Inch by inch until Gina's breathing changes. When the length disappears, Abella grips the hips and starts fucking like the girl's body is built for this exact rhythm. Deep strokes. Gina reaches back, spreads herself wider, moans rising every time Abella bottoms out. She cums the first time with the strap buried, a shudder that runs straight up her spine. Abella pulls out, turns Gina over, and eats the hole she's been pounding. Tongue flat and slow between the cheeks. Gina grabs fistfuls of sheet. Abella uses that open, wet ass again, angling the cock so each thrust kisses the spot that makes Gina shake. Second orgasm. Then a third, tighter, as Abella folds Gina's legs to her chest and pounds from above. Gina sucks the strap between rounds, tasting her own climax. Abella lets her. Lets the girl clean it before she spins her back onto all fours and slides home once more. Sweat. Mess. Red handprints. Gina cums a final time with her forehead pressed to the mattress and Abella grinding deep, refusing to pull out until every tremor stops.