Adreena Winters Returns to Show her ANAL SKILLS – Fake Agent UK

Adreena Winters strutted back into the room, her eyes locked onto her mark, a smug little prick standing there with his hands in his pockets, thinking he was in charge. She didn’t waste time on pleasantries, dropping to her knees and unzipping his fly with a brutal efficiency. His cock sprang out, already hard, and she didn’t hesitate, wrapping her lips around the shaft and taking him deep. Her head bobbed, her mouth working like a fucking vacuum, sucking him in, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside. She pulled off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. “You think you can handle what’s next, love?” she purred, standing up and bending over the couch, her ass in the air, ready for what she knew he wanted. He fumbled with a condom, his hands shaking with anticipation. She looked back at him, her eyes burning with lust. “Come on, then. Fuck my ass like you mean it.”

He rolled on the condom, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He spat on his fingers, rubbing them against her tight little pucker, spreading her wide. She moaned, pushing back against him, eager for it. He lined up his cock, pressing the head against her asshole. She bore down, taking him in, inch by inch, her muscles clenching around him. He groaned, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She pushed back against him, taking him deeper, her ass swallowing his cock whole. He started to fuck her, slow and deep, his balls slapping against her pussy. She reached between her legs, rubbing her clit, her moans filling the room. He sped up, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate. She could feel his cock swelling inside her, his body tensing. He roared, his hips jerking as he came, his cock pulsing deep inside her ass. She milked him for all he was worth, her own orgasm crashing over her, her body shaking with the force of it. She collapsed onto the couch, her body slick with sweat, a satisfied smile on her face.