New Girl In Town

Brittany Jade rolled into California a week ago and her skin's still itching from the move. A friend swore a full-body rub would melt the nerves away, so here she is, face-down on Alana Evans' table. Alana clocks that tight new body and doesn't waste time—hands sliding over warm oil, voice low and dirty, praising every tattoo and every curve she uncovers. When she reaches those glutes the camera sits right there, showing every slick pass of fingers over the crease where Brittany's ass meets thigh, the shy wink of her asshole, the fat lips of her pussy barely hidden by the sheet. Alana's thumb traces the edge of that pussy, once, twice, until Brittany's breathing stutters and her nipples bead hard against the towel. The moment Alana spreads her open, that pink, juicy cunt is shiny and swollen, clit already peeking. Alana drops her mouth in, tongue lapping broad and greedy, sucking each fat lip before flicking fast across the clit. Brittany's back arches, her breath breaks, and she comes in a long, shuddering rush. Welcome to Cali, girl.