
Casey Calvert lays by the pool in nothing but a skimpy bikini, already wet between her legs. Jon Jon spots her from across the deck and knows exactly what that look in her eyes means. He walks straight over, drops his shorts, and lets his thick black cock spring free. Casey sits up fast, grabs him by the hips, and shoves the whole length down her throat without so much as a hello. Her head bobs quick and sloppy, spit running down his shaft, mascara already smudging. He pulls out, flips her onto her stomach on the lounge chair, yanks the bikini bottom aside, and slams inside her pussy in one hard thrust. She gasps, then laughs like she just won the lottery. He keeps pounding, skin slapping, her ass jiggling with every stroke while pool water drips off her back. Casey reaches between her own legs to rub her clit, moaning louder each time he bottoms out. Jon Jon grabs her hair, pulls her upright onto her knees, and keeps fucking her from behind while she calls out his name. When he’s ready, he spins her around, jerks himself twice, and paints thick ropes across her pretty face. She licks her lips, swallows what she can, and grins up at him like the cat that got the cream and then some.
Casey Calvert lays by the pool in nothing but a skimpy bikini, already wet between her legs. Jon Jon spots her from across the deck and knows exactly what that look in her eyes means. He walks straight over, drops his shorts, and lets his thick black cock spring free. Casey sits up fast, grabs him by the hips, and shoves the whole length down her throat without so much as a hello. Her head bobs quick and sloppy, spit running down his shaft, mascara already smudging. He pulls out, flips her onto her stomach on the lounge chair, yanks the bikini bottom aside, and slams inside her pussy in one hard thrust. She gasps, then laughs like she just won the lottery. He keeps pounding, skin slapping, her ass jiggling with every stroke while pool water drips off her back. Casey reaches between her own legs to rub her clit, moaning louder each time he bottoms out. Jon Jon grabs her hair, pulls her upright onto her knees, and keeps fucking her from behind while she calls out his name. When he’s ready, he spins her around, jerks himself twice, and paints thick ropes across her pretty face. She licks her lips, swallows what she can, and grins up at him like the cat that got the cream and then some.