Black Kong Dong #26

Faith's mouth practically waters when Tee Reel walks in. She drops right to her knees, lips already parted, hungry for that fat black cock. Her hand barely wraps around him as she slurps and spits, working him deeper until her eyes water. Tee Reel grins, grips her hair, and feeds her every inch while she moans around it. When he pulls out, Faith whimpers like she’s lost something vital. She spins, bends, and he slams straight into her soaking white pussy. The slap of his hips against that pale ass echoes every thrust. He grabs her cheeks, smacks them red, and she begs louder. Each stroke hits deeper, rougher, until she’s shaking and dripping. Tee Reel doesn’t hold back—he pounds until his load paints her pretty face, and Faith licks up every drop like she’s been starving for it.