Adriana Neveah

Adriana Neveah's five-four of pocket-sized Latina fire. Ninety-eight pounds, barely, or they'd ship her home. She's got real tits on her and dark little nipples that tell you to suck. Those overalls made stripping her the quickest double yank you've ever seen. When she spreads that sweet cunt we skip the mouth warm-up entirely and stuff the tiny thing straight. Roll her onto her knees for head, tongue dragging balls while she chokes happy; fifteen seconds and we bend her over the mattress and slam in from behind because size lets you swing her wherever you want. Try to let her ride and she sinks like a feather—no real depth. Flip her on her back, body horizontal, my weight plus gravity driving straight down her belly while she squeaks. The finish? She stays face-down on the sheets. I hose her hair, the thick ropes paint her scalp. She giggles the whole time her tongue laps it up, and somehow it gets hotter.