Trust Fuck

Dillon Diaz hires Vince Karter to handle a job. The mark is Ana Foxxx. She already knows she’s the target, and she knows once she’s gone, Vince is next. He doesn’t buy it. He drags her to a hidden spot where he’ll get answers the hard way. First he wraps his hand around her throat and drops her to her knees. His fingers probe her mouth, testing how deep they can push. He yanks her tits out and smacks them until they’re red and stinging. When his cock comes out she opens wide. He shoves it straight down her throat, every inch, until her eyes water and spit runs down her chin. She works it sloppily, cheeks hollowed, taking it hard and wet. He spins her, bends her over, rips the stockings open at the crotch, and slams his thick shaft straight into her pussy. Each thrust pounds her forward, her hair swinging with the force. Later she’s bound, kneeling on a wooden crate. Vince feeds her his cock again, then wraps his belt around her mouth like a bridle. He reins her back onto him, sliding into her from behind while the leather snaps across her ass in sharp cracks. He tastes her, tongue on pussy and toes, then fucks her again, driving into her until she’s dripping and shaking. Finally he ties her flat to the crate, limbs folded and locked open. He face-fucks her roughly, then plunges back into her soaked cunt, choking her while he pounds until he pulls out and shoots across her face in thick streaks.