Perfect Pussy Poking

Emma Sirus walks in all nervous and new. Blonde, skinny, looks like she showed up for the wrong address. We toss her straight at Brickzilla because that’s our idea of an ice-breaker. She tells Johnny she lives for the kind of hammering that rattles her fillings, so we let her loose on her own gaping pussy while the camera watches like an awkward roommate. Brickzilla shows up, squeezes a dollop of lube onto her hip bones, and she starts twerking that surprisingly plump backside. He does the helicopter routine and her mouth just vacuums in that thirteen-inch slab like it’s happy hour. She tosses his salad, works him with her feet, then it’s her turn. Brick pins her legs back, wedges in slow, and she almost takes the whole thing standing. Missionary turns to piledriver, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, her go-to doggy before he flips her sideways and coats her face like a cheap pastry. We trail them into the shower, water running, wondering how either of them still has legs.