Will Pounder sits tied to a wooden chair, hairy chest and legs on display while Penny works him over. She plants her mouth on his neck, drags it lower, kisses every inch down to his feet, then slides back up to free his heavy cock. Her grip is firm right away. She pumps him stiff, eyes drinking in every line of muscle, then leans in and takes him deep. She edges him slow and relentless, tongue and throat working in perfect rhythm until the vein along his shaft throbs. A quick loop of string cinches him off, and she pushes her big tits around his trapped dick, sliding the warm weight up and down until he’s cursing through clenched teeth. The Hitachi buzzes to life next. She presses it low while her mouth seals over the head again, hips rolling so her soaked pussy drags along his length at the same time. Will fights it, muscles locked, breath sharp, but Penny never lets up. He hits the point of no return hard and shoots, thick ropes landing across his own stomach. They move him to the padded table. His wrists and ankles stay locked down. Penny straddles his hand, rocking until two of his fingers sink inside her; she rides them, then wraps her fist around his cock and brings him back to full, aching hardness. She swings around into 69, beard brushing her thighs as his tongue finds her clit and her lips stretch around his dick again. When she’s dripping she sinks onto him, pussy swallowing every inch, and rides with slow, grinding rolls that keep him right on the brink. She lifts off just before he breaks, strokes him twice more, then sinks back down. The teasing repeats until Will can’t hold it. He erupts, pumping a second load that spatters across her tits and his own abs while she keeps stroking him through every pulse.
Will Pounder sits tied to a wooden chair, hairy chest and legs on display while Penny works him over. She plants her mouth on his neck, drags it lower, kisses every inch down to his feet, then slides back up to free his heavy cock. Her grip is firm right away. She pumps him stiff, eyes drinking in every line of muscle, then leans in and takes him deep. She edges him slow and relentless, tongue and throat working in perfect rhythm until the vein along his shaft throbs. A quick loop of string cinches him off, and she pushes her big tits around his trapped dick, sliding the warm weight up and down until he’s cursing through clenched teeth. The Hitachi buzzes to life next. She presses it low while her mouth seals over the head again, hips rolling so her soaked pussy drags along his length at the same time. Will fights it, muscles locked, breath sharp, but Penny never lets up. He hits the point of no return hard and shoots, thick ropes landing across his own stomach. They move him to the padded table. His wrists and ankles stay locked down. Penny straddles his hand, rocking until two of his fingers sink inside her; she rides them, then wraps her fist around his cock and brings him back to full, aching hardness. She swings around into 69, beard brushing her thighs as his tongue finds her clit and her lips stretch around his dick again. When she’s dripping she sinks onto him, pussy swallowing every inch, and rides with slow, grinding rolls that keep him right on the brink. She lifts off just before he breaks, strokes him twice more, then sinks back down. The teasing repeats until Will can’t hold it. He erupts, pumping a second load that spatters across her tits and his own abs while she keeps stroking him through every pulse.
