Fake Agent – Halloween cosplay photographer fucks a brunette model in his office

The room’s stark white walls seemed to hum with an electric tension as she bent over the couch, her brunette waves cascading down her back, almost touching her luscious, round ass. “Alright, sweetheart, let’s get this show on the road,” I growled, adjusting the camera to capture every inch of her glistening pussy lips peeking out from her tiny thong. “Take that shit off, babe. I wanna see that tight little asshole of yours. Spread those cheeks for me. Yeah, just like that. Now finger that cunt, make it wet for me. Fuck, yes, push those digits deep inside, I want to hear you moan while you fuck yourself with those slender fingers.” Her breath hitched as she obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation. I zoomed in, capturing the slick, pink flesh as she stretched herself wide open, her juices coating her thighs. “Keep going, baby. Make that pussy drip for me. Show me how much you want this big, hard cock. Now turn around and suck it, deep throat that motherfucker.”

I circled her like a predator, my cock throbbing in her wet, eager mouth. Her eyes watered as she gagged on my length, saliva dripping down her chin, a filthy mess of desire. “That’s it, choke on it, you dirty slut,” I hissed, grabbing a handful of her hair, forcing her to take it deeper. I pulled out with a wet pop, leaving her gasping for air, tears streaming down her face. “On your back, legs in the air. I want to see that pretty face while I pound that tight cunt.” I slammed into her, her body jolting with the force. Her lips parted in a silent scream as I fucked her raw, her tits bouncing wildly with each brutal thrust. I reached down, rubbing her clit in fierce circles, her body convulsing as she came undone, her pussy clenching around my shaft. “Fuck, yeah, cream all over this cock. That’s it, milk me, you little whore. Take every fucking drop.”