Jenna Covelli

Jenna Covelli’s sitting behind her desk ready to interview these two studs when her real intentions show up hard. She’s fifty and she’s never had a black cock in her life, let alone two. No polite bullshit today. Rico and Charlie drop their pants and Jenna just dives right in, hungry mouth switching between those massive pieces like she’s chasing a prize. She spits on them, takes them deep, gags, then goes straight for the other, eyes watering, drool everywhere. They pull out rubbers for safety but Jenna snatches those condoms away. She wants bare, deep, and mean. Charlie rams her first on top of the desk. Jenna’s cunt grips and squelches around that thick shaft while Rico feeds her mouth. They flip and swap, her heels up, tits out, nails scratching the wood as they slam into her. Papers fly. She moans filthy every time they bottom out. One’s stretching her pussy while the other fucks her throat until her mascara runs. Both men keep hammering, skin slapping skin, until they unload deep inside her. Hot ropes fill her up and drip down her thighs. She’s left sprawled across her desk, used, proud, and already thinking about round two. Job’s hers if she wants it, but the look on her face says the only thing she really wants is more black cock whenever she snaps her fingers.