Filthy Rich prowls the city college courtyard hunting for co-eds who brag they’re nasty sluts. He clocks Norah wolfing down a foot-long hot dog and sipping Pepsi. He sidles up and asks if she likes big sausages. She snorts, “Yeah, I like big meat—why, you packing some?” He smirks, says, “Come back to my place and find out.” Five minutes later they’re in his living room, Norah on her knees, gagging and drooling all over the thick, veiny white meat he was bragging about. She slurps him noisy and wet, spit dripping off her chin, then flips onto all fours so he can slam that massive cock into her dripping cunt. He grips her hips and pounds, each thrust smacking flesh against flesh while she moans, “Fuck me harder, I’m a dirty bitch,” until her cream coats every inch of his shaft.
Filthy Rich prowls the city college courtyard hunting for co-eds who brag they’re nasty sluts. He clocks Norah wolfing down a foot-long hot dog and sipping Pepsi. He sidles up and asks if she likes big sausages. She snorts, “Yeah, I like big meat—why, you packing some?” He smirks, says, “Come back to my place and find out.” Five minutes later they’re in his living room, Norah on her knees, gagging and drooling all over the thick, veiny white meat he was bragging about. She slurps him noisy and wet, spit dripping off her chin, then flips onto all fours so he can slam that massive cock into her dripping cunt. He grips her hips and pounds, each thrust smacking flesh against flesh while she moans, “Fuck me harder, I’m a dirty bitch,” until her cream coats every inch of his shaft.