Weekend Begins With Passionate Lesbian Encounter Between Jesse Capelli And Georgia Jones

“Clean him off, slut,” Cyrus commanded, a cruel smirk on his lips. He smirked, his hand moving to his cock. The teens watched, their eyes wide with lust and amusement. The sensation was electric, her body on fire with each lick, each pinch, each thrust. She was going to come, and she was going to come hard, with a dog watching her and licking her skin. Petro, her family’s large, eager Rottweiler, pawed at her leg, his wet nose nudging her thigh, his tongue licking at her skin. She was going to come, and she was going to come hard, with a dog watching her, licking her, and the teens fucking her, using her for their pleasure and a porn video. She moaned, her body arching, her muscles tensing. And she was ready to comply, her body on fire, her orgasm building with each thrust, each lick, each touch. Timber lapped it up, her tongue flicking out to taste every drop. “Too bad, ’cause we are.” He reached out, grabbing her wrist.