May The Lord Forgive You

Christina's got that wicked streak, and Zazy eats it up. She pins her down, calls the shots, turns the girl into her private toy and Zazy just melts. Fingers slide between her slick folds, tease the tight ring of her ass, work her until she's dripping and begging for more. Those heavy natural tits bounce with every thrust, blonde hair plastered to her face, and Christina never lets up. Zazy's moaning like a sinner at confession, loving every filthy second. They click like a well-oiled lock, mistress and willing plaything, each getting off on the power swap. Pure heat, no apologies.