Please Make Me Lesbian #08 - Remastered

She kisses him like she means it, lips parting, tongues playing. Her brunette hair falls loose across her shoulders. She’s already peeled out of everything but that tiny lingerie set, the kind that barely covers what matters. He runs his hands over her shaved pussy and feels how smooth she kept it, slick and ready. Her natural tits bounce free when he tugs the lace down, nipples tight. They keep kissing between every move, greedy, hot. He cups her tits, thumbs brushing over the stiff peaks, while she grinds against his hand. The lingerie straps dig into her hips as he yanks them aside and slides two fingers inside. She moans into his mouth, legs spreading wider. She reaches down, palms his cock through his pants, then tugs the zipper. He’s rock-hard the second she wraps her fingers around him. She strokes slow, teasing, then drops to her knees right there. Her tongue flicks over the head before she takes him deep, eyes flicking up, brunette waves brushing his thighs. She sucks like she’s starving for it, spit running down her chin. He pulls her up, spins her, bends her over the edge of the bed. The lingerie’s twisted around her waist now. He slides into her shaved cunt in one thrust, balls-deep, and she gasps. He pounds hard, hips slapping, her natural tits swinging under her. She pushes back to meet every stroke. They stay locked together, kissing whenever they can reach, dirty and relentless until she’s shaking and he’s emptying inside her.