Serena Suarez
Your Mom's A Cock Sucker #04
Serena Silva stands there looking straight at you, tits out, nipples hard from how cold the room is. She knows what you're looking at. She likes it. Legs spread just enough on the edge of that couch, skirt shoved up around her hips, pussy glistening because she's been touching herself. Two fingers still buried deep, slow and deliberate, like she's showing off. Wet sounds every time she moves them. "You just gonna stare?" she asks, voice all low and cocky, daring you. Her other hand slides up to squeeze her own breast, thumb dragging over the nipple, and she smirks when she sees your pants getting tight. She pulls her fingers out, shiny with her, then licks them clean slow as hell, eyes locked on yours the whole time.
Serena Silva stands there looking straight at you, tits out, nipples hard from how cold the room is. She knows what you're looking at. She likes it. Legs spread just enough on the edge of that couch, skirt shoved up around her hips, pussy glistening because she's been touching herself. Two fingers still buried deep, slow and deliberate, like she's showing off. Wet sounds every time she moves them. "You just gonna stare?" she asks, voice all low and cocky, daring you. Her other hand slides up to squeeze her own breast, thumb dragging over the nipple, and she smirks when she sees your pants getting tight. She pulls her fingers out, shiny with her, then licks them clean slow as hell, eyes locked on yours the whole time.