Busty Girlfriends - S15:E1

Simon caught her in the kitchen, half bent over the sink. Kiere wore nothing but that tiny apron. They stared. Something clicked. A second later, her mouth was on his throat. He shoved his hand between her legs and found her already wet, dripping on the tile. She tugged his belt loose. His cock sprang free, thick and hard. She dropped to her knees and swallowed it without hesitation, cheeks hollowing, saliva running down her chin. He gripped her hair and fucked her throat until she gagged. Simon yanked her up, spun her around, and bent her over the counter. Her big tits flattened against the cool marble. He spread her cheeks and drove straight into her, balls slapping her ass with every thrust. She moaned, loud and shameless, pushing back to take him deeper. Each stroke made the cupboards rattle. The angle had her clamping around him, soaking his shaft. She came once, then again when he slapped her clit. They moved to the table. She climbed on top, straddling him, breasts swinging as she rode. The sight made him lose it. He flipped her onto her back, spread her wide, and fucked her hard enough to rattle the salt shaker. Her legs locked around his waist. Juice leaked down her crack, darkening the wood beneath them. She dug nails into his shoulders and gasped his name. He buried himself to the root and emptied inside her with a growl, pulse after pulse flooding her until it overflowed.