Does she show mercy?
Let in the sticky!
Zena's warm breath danced across Don's ear, sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "Cum for me, Don." Her voice was a gentle and soothing, yet provocative. Don's body tensed, his muscles coiled like a spring, as Zena's hips slammed down, her pussy enveloping his shaft like a vice. The sudden pressure was all it took to send Don over the edge, his moans muffled by Zena's breasts as they pressed against his face.
His dick began to twitch, his load shooting into Zena's massaging vagina, the sensation like a dam breaking, releasing a torrent of pleasure.
“Ahh~ that’s it, that nice and sticky load. All for me~” Zena looked at the ref who was approaching and shook her head.
She then turned down to the nearly out of it pleasure drunk Don. She gave her breasts a shake before speaking. “Don, if you want to give up, grab my juicy ass and massage it~. But if you want to continue spank it~”
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