Romi Rain And Talon

Romi Rain struts in wearing nothing but fishnets, spotting her next victim Talon right away. Straight into the milking room with him. She drops him on the table, pins him on his back, wraps both fists around that already stiff cock and works it slow and filthy. Feeling him throb and swell in her grip, she flips him. Underneath the table the fishnets are gone and Romi’s completely bare, staring up between his legs. She cups his balls with one hand, jerks with the other, and drains every drop while she coaches him through it, loving the pulse against her fingers and tongue until nothing’s left but empty, spent balls.