Marissa - Part 2

Cassidey’s dangling by her wrists, arms stretched overhead, when he drops to his knees and buries his face in her cunt. He licks hard, tongue working her over until her legs shake, then cuts her loose and tosses her onto the bed. She doesn’t waste time; she crawls straight for his cock, slurps it deep, gagging herself wet. The moment it’s slick she flips around, spreads, and takes him in her pussy first—hard, fast, skin slapping—before he pulls out and shoves straight into her ass. She grunts, takes every rough inch, and he keeps pounding until he yanks free and paints her face white.