Hotwife Cherry Gets Dominated And Squirts

Cherry Kiss meets Jax Slayher in her own living room while her husband watches. She wears a thin silk robe that slips open when she drops to her knees. Jax unzips, feeds his thick length across her tongue, and she swallows until her nose brushes his stomach. He fists her blonde hair and pushes deeper; her throat works around him in steady rhythm. She climbs over him next, turning so her slick cunt hovers above his face and her mouth finds him again. Sixty-nine on the couch, Jax licks her trimmed bush in broad strokes while Cherry gags on every inch. He grips her hips and holds her down when she tries to lift away. Her thighs shake. Jax flips her onto her back, pins her wrists, and drives into her hard enough to jolt the cushions. Cherry’s breath breaks into short cries. He keeps the pace brutal, each stroke bottoming out, until wet heat suddenly bursts from her. She sprays across his stomach and the cushions beneath them, legs locked around his waist, body quivering with every aftershock.