Anita Toro Goldie Legs

Anita Toro's slim leg stretched toward him, every muscle on display. He starts at the ankle and keeps going, palms dragging along her calves, thumbs pressing the soft part behind her knees. She sighs when he digs his fingers higher, tracing the satin skin inside her thighs. Anita lives for dick in her throat, the harder the better. Spanish and shameless, she swallows Anthony's cock until it taps the back like it's meant to be there, spit slick on her chin, then again when he feeds it deeper. She doesn't tap out. He grips her face, drives in, and she holds him, mouth open, eyes watering, taking whatever he slams in next—pussy stretched wide, pussy back folded near her ribs, gutt-deep and greedy for it.