Natasha Nice - After The Show

I was bouncing on my heels when Natasha showed up—couldn't help it. That energy must've jumped straight to her because the second she hit the room she was climbing me like a goddamn tree, legs split wide open so I could dive right into that sweet pussy. The whole crew kept butting in, waving releases and running their mouths about permits, anything to yank us out of that rhythm and keep us from getting properly acquainted.