Please Make Me Lesbian #12

Guy's rocking that BBC like it's his job. POV lap-dance; he's got stripper tits jammed in his face, both cheeks stacked up in each hand. Her cheek keeps winking at the cam and it's fucking cute, that pussy pulsing open every time she shakes. She grabs the Monster-meat and slaps both cheeks with it, grinning up at you like "yeah, I know this is extra large." Then she pops the whole thick head past her lips and works it like a madwoman, tongue flat, sucking every inch she can fit. Cut to her on her back, legs spread, thighs slick; you push in and start railing like the room owes you money. Ass clapping. Tits jumping. Camera drops low so you see the wet rod disappearing, hitting bottom every stroke. She's biting the sheet, trying not to moan too loud and losing the fight. Guy flips her, rails doggy, pulls the hair, thumb in her ass. She’s pushing back into it like she paid for the ride. Switch angles show missionary again—there’s a close-up of those lips clinging white around the vein every time he drags out. Final shot is a money-shot: he jerks twice and shoots ropes across her tummy and under her tit. She scoops some on a finger, licks it slow for the lens, flashes a dirty little smirk that says “this was a stupid amount of dick.”