Kat Dior Anal

Tommy's a man who lives for big beats and bigger curves, especially when it's Kat Dior dropping it low. She didn't come here to waste time, she came here to get her ass drilled. Back curved, cat-like, she plants that jewelled plug where everyone can see it, rocking back and forth like a bull rider waiting for the gate to pop. Tommy wastes zero time burying his face, chin-deep in plump cheek, tongue swirling over the plug's edge and every inch of skin it hides. Kat purrs, pushes harder, covers his mouth with heat and soft muscle while he licks her open like he's stealing every secret she has. When his cock lines up she drops back onto it—slow, greedy—sucking him straight into her ass. Stretching wide, taking the girth, she bucks until her eyes roll, switching mid-stroke to sit that soaked pussy over him and watch him disappear again. Every bounce slaps louder, every switch earns a fresh gasp as she rides herself raw, smiling like the devil every time her holes clamp down and claim another inch.