Brandy's Back To Fuck

Brandy got a taste and now she’s craving seconds. She struts in wearing a lime-green wig, wild rings on every finger, and a bikini the size of a postage stamp—those little triangles struggle to stay on top of her nipples. She slides two fingers inside herself, works them until she’s slick, then grabs the first hard dick she can reach. She rides until he finishes all over her sun-browned belly, warm and sticky, and her grin says she’s nowhere near done.