Blonde's Big Butt Busts Through Jean Skirt

She had stacks to throw at anything, yet here she was, throwing her own body on a collector's thick shaft like it was the last tab she’d ever run up. Her ass clapped down heavy, jiggly cheeks swallowing the dick whole on each drop, the lube stretching and shining with every bounce. The collector grunted once, twice, then grabbed her hips and drove himself deeper, the meat pushing straight past the tight ring and into that warm grip, over and over. She didn't flinch, didn't slow—each squat bottomed out with a slap, her hole stretched wide, ring winking every time she lifted then slammed herself back down. A smirk cut her face while the numbers got settled the only way left on the table—hard flesh buried in soft muscle, her wallet safe, her cheeks taking every cent.