Phoenix and Chanta-Rose

Chanta keeps Phoenix right where she wants her. A hand on the back of the neck, then two fingers pushing inside—slow at first, then harder. Phoenix's fake tits bounce as she tries to catch her breath. Chanta leans in, tells her to hold still, and slips another finger in, stretching that tight ass until Phoenix is shaking. Every slap, every slow twist, every wet sound says the same thing: Phoenix asked for this, and Chanta is happy to give it.