Annihilated Keira Flow

Keira Flow gets what she wants. She wants the sting of a palm on her ass, a firm hand around her throat, rope cutting into her wrists. She wants to be used until she can’t think straight, until her cunt aches and she’s begging for more. That’s the kind of girl who ends up on her knees with a thick black gag stretching her jaw, drool sliding down her chin. The guy coming at her has a heavy beard that scrapes her skin every time he leans in. Black hair, broad shoulders, veins standing out on his arms and chest. His cock is thick, cut, already hard when he grabs her by the hair. He shoves her face against his stomach, lets her feel the power in his body before he bends her over and drives it home. Every thrust knocks the air out of her. She takes it because that’s what she came here for, to be annihilated, to be split open and left shaking.