Cassady Blue
Plump breasts? Check. Stunning buttocks? Check. Sensual lips to entice every part of dark phallus thrown her way? Check.
Cassady Blue's urge to use the restroom overpowers her rational thinking. The walls are smeared. The toilet is unsuitable for utilization.
The floor is marked with the bodily secretions of previous customers. There's nothing appealing about this location apart from the orifice in the wall that captures Cassady's curiosity. Believing she's completely alone, Cassady displays her breasts that have likely felt more dark hands than a professional basketball game.
With her spectacular chest bare, Cassady takes off undergarments that likely smell as pleasant as a garden in paradise. After stimulating her lower body, Cassady finally explores the purpose of that opening in the wall. Rather than fleeing, Cassady chooses to test her throat's reflexes.
With her backside raised, inch by inch she strives to achieve the unthinkable: satisfying all the dark flesh he presents. Her vagina is now becoming increasingly moist and she realizes she's at the mercy of the mysterious hole in the wall. and his dark member. Cassady's visage mirrors the piston of a high-speed engine as her throat endures the consequences of her affection for black phallus.
This voluptuous beauty hits the jackpot when the wall spews a stream of dark fluid for her consumption.
Cassady Blue's urge to use the restroom overpowers her rational thinking. The walls are smeared. The toilet is unsuitable for utilization.
The floor is marked with the bodily secretions of previous customers. There's nothing appealing about this location apart from the orifice in the wall that captures Cassady's curiosity. Believing she's completely alone, Cassady displays her breasts that have likely felt more dark hands than a professional basketball game.
With her spectacular chest bare, Cassady takes off undergarments that likely smell as pleasant as a garden in paradise. After stimulating her lower body, Cassady finally explores the purpose of that opening in the wall. Rather than fleeing, Cassady chooses to test her throat's reflexes.
With her backside raised, inch by inch she strives to achieve the unthinkable: satisfying all the dark flesh he presents. Her vagina is now becoming increasingly moist and she realizes she's at the mercy of the mysterious hole in the wall. and his dark member. Cassady's visage mirrors the piston of a high-speed engine as her throat endures the consequences of her affection for black phallus.
This voluptuous beauty hits the jackpot when the wall spews a stream of dark fluid for her consumption.
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