Charisma

Whoever imagined the crapper turning into a gloryhole never saw this coming. Charisma ain't got time for modesty once the door shuts—she peels off her clothes like they insulted her. Tits bouncing free, she spreads out on the cold commode and lets her fingers work overtime, rubbing, teasing, getting her pussy so wet it glistens. Then she squats, knees wide, chest low, ass aimed at the wall. The second that fat black cock slides through the hole her eyes light up. She grips both cheeks, spreads them, and swallows him to the root, gagging herself silly. Spit runs down her chin, mascara threatens to streak, but she keeps choking on that dark meat like a champ. Every sloppy plunge says this girl's on vacation from being good. When his balls finally tighten, she locks her lips around the head and takes the thick load straight down her throat, swallowing the nasty prize with a cocky little grin.