与黑发模特的跨种族群交

Her fine lengthy, platinum blonde hair was swept back into a high ponytail, the ends brushing against her strong shoulders. “Sorry,” Wu mumbled, his cheeks burning redder than a ripe tomato. Amanda rolled her eyes, her disdain clear. “Fine,” she whispered. “Listen up, dweeb. His eyes never left hers, searching for any sign of pleasure or submission. Amanda focused on his balls, rolling them around her wet tongue, feeling their weight and warmth. With a snarl, she pushed him away. “We’re going to kiss, and we’re going to take a picture of it.” Wu’s eyes went wide. She knew this was not the end, that James would keep pushing until he had broken her completely. He squeezed her big tit, feeling the firm flesh under his grubby grip. Amanda’s heart raced as she stared up at him, she took a deep breath and parted her full, glossy lips. She could feel his body tense, his legs shaking with the effort of holding back his climax. “Let’s do it properly, don’t fucking pull on my pants and mess