Dakota Loves AJ

She’s a tiny blonde with small perky tits, and right now my big black strap-on’s hanging between my legs like a promise she can’t ignore. I shove her flat on her back, swing my thick ass over her face and drop. Her nose and tongue disappear. I grind until she’s smothered, wet tongue lapping every fold while my juices run down her chin. She’s gasping, eyes watering, but she keeps licking because she knows that’s the only air she’s getting. When I lift off she’s flushed and shiny. I hand her the glass dildo, spin around and spread for her. That cool glass presses my tight little hole, twisting in slow until I open. The stretch burns sweet. Once it’s seated deep, I grab my strap-on, line the fat head against her own tiny butt and push. Her eyes go wide; that black dick is thicker than she expected. Inch by inch I sink it, watching her mouth fall open, watching her little tits bounce every time I bottom out. I make her suck the glass toy clean of my juices before I slide it back in my ass. Double penetration, me riding her face, her stretched around my cock. She’s moaning into my pussy like she’s already addicted. By the time I pull out she’s begging for more, already craving the next time I wreck that little hole and leave her dripping and desperate for it again.