Deepthroat is one of Blacked's most consistent acts: 540+ scenes since 2014. It sits behind spit-roast and petite-blonde titles, and shares 461 scenes with the blowjob tag. Jax Slayher has 68 scenes, Jason Luv 67, Hollywood Cash 59 and Anton Harden 39.
Sky came up through the ranks as an assistant. Nights run late, hotel suites fill with girls waiting for a turn with the star. His bodyguard keeps the door and the schedule. He’s tall, thick, and black. Sky stays close. When the room clears, she drops to her knees and takes his heavy cock between her lips. She works the length, tongue pressed flat, spit running down her chin. Her hands cradle his balls, warm and full, pulling one into her mouth to suck while she strokes him. The patch of trimmed blonde bush between her thighs stays damp from the heat building low in her belly. He holds her hair, guides her deeper, and she takes him to the back of her throat, eyes watering, throat working around the girth. She switches between the two men, one thick cock sliding down her throat while the other rests heavy on her tongue. Spit strings from her lips to the swollen heads. They stand her between them, one filling her mouth while the other grips her hips. Her small frame rocks with the rhythm they set, blonde hair swinging. When they’re ready, they pull out and paint her tits, thick ropes landing across pale skin and pink nipples. Sky stays on her knees, chest rising, come cooling on her breasts, lips parted, eyes glassy.
Sky came up through the ranks as an assistant. Nights run late, hotel suites fill with girls waiting for a turn with the star. His bodyguard keeps the door and the schedule. He’s tall, thick, and black. Sky stays close. When the room clears, she drops to her knees and takes his heavy cock between her lips. She works the length, tongue pressed flat, spit running down her chin. Her hands cradle his balls, warm and full, pulling one into her mouth to suck while she strokes him. The patch of trimmed blonde bush between her thighs stays damp from the heat building low in her belly. He holds her hair, guides her deeper, and she takes him to the back of her throat, eyes watering, throat working around the girth. She switches between the two men, one thick cock sliding down her throat while the other rests heavy on her tongue. Spit strings from her lips to the swollen heads. They stand her between them, one filling her mouth while the other grips her hips. Her small frame rocks with the rhythm they set, blonde hair swinging. When they’re ready, they pull out and paint her tits, thick ropes landing across pale skin and pink nipples. Sky stays on her knees, chest rising, come cooling on her breasts, lips parted, eyes glassy.
