Novella Night’s tight red dress clings to every sinful Russian curve as her stilettos click across the floor, eyes locked on Michael Fly’s massive bulge like it’s the only thing that can quench her dripping pussy. She imagines dropping to her knees right there, sucking him sloppy while her lipstick smears down his shaft, then riding that thick cock until her heels scrape his back and she creams all over him.
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