FRANCESCA LE Buttfucked By An Agent

Francesca Le shows up dressed to fuck, outfit barely holding her tits in. She paces while she waits for her co-star. Conor Coxxx sticks his head in, says the girl bailed. Francesca cusses, then grabs her crotch like it's about to explode. Conor steps up with the obvious fix: he whips out his cock and dares her to try it. She laughs but drops to her knees anyway, mashing the hard-on against her face. Spit runs down her chin while she sucks hard enough to blur. Shirt still on her back, she climbs onto him, letting the shaft slide between the oily cheeks of her ass before aiming it down into her pussy. She grinds the whole couch out of alignment. Conor's swinging free and punching her hole; both of them cursing loud. Stuff scatters off the table every time she drops her weight. Lube pops open when he spins her over and pries her ass, she's shouting hell-yes while he buries the length. Gapes snap shut every time she squeezes, open again fast enough for sloppy slobbers up the shaft on rebound, mucus and spit and whatever before it's balls-deep again. Sweat slides between her tits and down Conor's neck; camera swings catching the wet sparkle between her cheeks. Final punch sends thick ropes over her nose, lips, the tops of those fat tits. She scoops off the slow hang with his still-twitching tip and bottoms it in a single nasty swallow. The diamond grin right after the gulp says it plain. Conor nods once, barely catching his breath. 'You're the best agent ever!' she spits between pants, tongue already tracing for another pearl he's squeezing off on the tip of his cock.