Ebony Xeinna Rose Gets Filled By Camilla And Mr. Creampie

She grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head, her nails digging into his skin as she sank down, taking him in one slow, tight slide. “Maybe I wanna,” she whispered, wrapping those deadly fingers around his shaft. Xnxx video She blinked, then laughed—a little nervous, a little curious. She stroked him slow, letting her nails scrape lightly along the length—up, down, teasing the vein—then clawed gently at his balls, rolling them with just enough pressure to make him squirm. They both moaned—her at the stretch, him at the heat—and she started riding him, hips rolling, cunt gripping him like a vice. “Really?” she pressed, scooting closer, her thigh pressing against his now. “Barely,” he mumbled, but his eyes kept darting to her hand, those nails glinting as they moved. He chuckled, nuzzling closer, the hum of the movie a distant buzz in his skull. “Goddamn—yes,” he rasped, hips bucking into her hand. Perfect for tonight, when Sophie—his best friend since middle school—was sprawled on the couch next to him, her legs tucked under her, flipping through streaming options like it mattered. She scratched lightly at his balls, then stroked back up, nails circling his cockhead, and he gripped the couch like he’d rip it apart.