Wetter Weather

Savannah Bond is chilling by the pool, letting her big, shiny tits catch the sun while that polished little buttplug glints right there between her cheeks. A neat little wink at anyone watching. Then Lucas Frost slides up, the two of them light up like it’s the first day of summer. He’s all over the script—fucking her mouth till her cheeks puff, bouncing her tits, and sliding straight into her ass like he lost the word “slow.” Little zap of naughty energy every thrust. You almost forget you’re not supposed to laugh in public.