Danielle Derek

Danielle Derek wants work, plain and simple. Local adult superstore’s got an open slot—dildos up front, pole in the middle, tease windows past that, and deep in the back, the video arcade. She’ll handle whatever. The guy behind the counter says show him the goods in booth #5. Somebody’s already waiting on the other side of that gloryhole. Doesn’t matter who. She drops, takes him in mouth, works the shaft, slides two fingers in her own pussy so he can hear how wet she is, then spins, backs that juicy ass up, and rides until he shoots straight through the hole. Quick. Dirty. Done. She wipes her chin, stands, winks. Hired.