Demi's Down To Fuck

Nothing beats that look on a girl's face when my dick alone puts a grin across it. Demi strolled in feeling that itch, already soaked for it. She leaned in, shot me that wicked smile, bit her lip and said she was a happy girl right there. So I bent her over, stretched that tight pussy till I bottomed out, and pumped her until my balls slapped against her. Her grin just kept getting wider with every thrust. When she squeezed and milked me dry, I buried myself and emptied every drop inside her. Whole thing was done in one long, filthy go.