
Bill gets right in Luna Star's face, grinning like he owns the room. She smirks back, dodging every question he throws. Fed up, he snaps. Next thing she's on her back while he drills her trimmed pussy like he's got a score to settle. Luna's whimpers mix with wet slaps as he pounds her, then she chokes up strings of spit when he rams down her throat. She strokes her own clit and gulps him deeper between breaths. The whole thing turns into a messy gush-fest; every thrust makes her squirt, puddles soaking the sheets until Bill finally paints her pretty face with thick ropes of cum.
Bill gets right in Luna Star's face, grinning like he owns the room. She smirks back, dodging every question he throws. Fed up, he snaps. Next thing she's on her back while he drills her trimmed pussy like he's got a score to settle. Luna's whimpers mix with wet slaps as he pounds her, then she chokes up strings of spit when he rams down her throat. She strokes her own clit and gulps him deeper between breaths. The whole thing turns into a messy gush-fest; every thrust makes her squirt, puddles soaking the sheets until Bill finally paints her pretty face with thick ropes of cum.