Stacked, heavy, and made for worship. Big tits bounce with every thrust as BBC works its magic. Dogfart's busty legends know how to use their assets—from titty fucks to hypnotic jiggles. These chests command attention and deliver satisfaction. The weight of the forbidden adds to the thrill.
Cory Chase lounges at home, her favorite subby pet on his knees serving her every whim. She dials up her top stud, Don Prince, her voice dripping with that hungry edge. 'Get over here and scratch this itch,' she purrs, then ups the ante. 'Bring a buddy this time—I'm in full heat, stud.' Her pet's busy massaging and kissing her feet, worshipping like the good boy he is, while she spills the goods to Don: all three holes wide open, ready for pounding. Door swings open, and in strut Don and his pal Mazee, cocks probably twitching already. She spots her pet perched on the couch like he owns the place—oh hell no. She lays into him sharp, scolding that sloppy sit-down, then flashes an apologetic grin at her men. 'Sorry for the mess, boys—my bad.' But screw apologies; she's not wasting another second. She spins to Don and Mazee, eyes locked and wicked. 'Dive in, fellas. This slutty body's all yours to ravage.' She drops to her knees, slurping and gulping down as much cock as she can handle, throat working overtime. But her pussy and ass? They're screaming for action, throbbing like mad. She stuffs 'em full, riding that double-team bliss. Still, it's not enough—not till both fat dicks cram her pussy and ass at once, stretching her to the limit. She loses it, cumming hard and nonstop, waves crashing over her like a naughty tidal surge. Finally sated, she bosses the studs around with that cocky smirk. 'Blast your loads all over these tits, boys.' They do, painting her chest white and sticky. Then she turns to her precious pet, eyes gleaming. 'Clean it up, you eager little licker—show 'em how bad you need it.' He dives in, lapping with desperate passion, and damn if everyone doesn't watch, hooked on the show.
Cory Chase lounges at home, her favorite subby pet on his knees serving her every whim. She dials up her top stud, Don Prince, her voice dripping with that hungry edge. 'Get over here and scratch this itch,' she purrs, then ups the ante. 'Bring a buddy this time—I'm in full heat, stud.' Her pet's busy massaging and kissing her feet, worshipping like the good boy he is, while she spills the goods to Don: all three holes wide open, ready for pounding. Door swings open, and in strut Don and his pal Mazee, cocks probably twitching already. She spots her pet perched on the couch like he owns the place—oh hell no. She lays into him sharp, scolding that sloppy sit-down, then flashes an apologetic grin at her men. 'Sorry for the mess, boys—my bad.' But screw apologies; she's not wasting another second. She spins to Don and Mazee, eyes locked and wicked. 'Dive in, fellas. This slutty body's all yours to ravage.' She drops to her knees, slurping and gulping down as much cock as she can handle, throat working overtime. But her pussy and ass? They're screaming for action, throbbing like mad. She stuffs 'em full, riding that double-team bliss. Still, it's not enough—not till both fat dicks cram her pussy and ass at once, stretching her to the limit. She loses it, cumming hard and nonstop, waves crashing over her like a naughty tidal surge. Finally sated, she bosses the studs around with that cocky smirk. 'Blast your loads all over these tits, boys.' They do, painting her chest white and sticky. Then she turns to her precious pet, eyes gleaming. 'Clean it up, you eager little licker—show 'em how bad you need it.' He dives in, lapping with desperate passion, and damn if everyone doesn't watch, hooked on the show.
