Rochell fucks Casey into a corner

Rochell laid on her back, letting Casey stay mounted on top of the cock. She pulled down on Casey’s arms, the cowgirl desperately trying to lock her legs around Rochell’s waist, but it was protected from the hold since Rochell’s back was on the ground. She held her arms down as she also used them to move Casey along with the strokes of her strapon.

“Always loved it on top, didn’t you, angel? Whenever you pounded this wet, juicy ass for hours, you just needed to be on top, didn’t you? Afraid this ass was too thick and big that it would crush you, did ya? Had to be queen of the bed, queen of this fucking hot, sweaty, curvy…”

Casey screamed loudly and repeatedly, drooling as she came repeatedly, flooding the dildo with her juice while still humping wildly, as if a multiple orgasm still couldn’t satisfy her horniness. Another three orgasms later and she was gasping for air, leaning back and seemingly only held upright by being skewered on Rochell’s dildo.

The black girl smiled, soaked from stomach to knees in Casey’s cum. She sat up, Casey falling off like a rag doll. Rochell lifted her head up by the hair, settling herself down on her knees.

“Don’t go passing out on me, baby doll. Not yet. Now eat up, bitch!”

Rochell pulled Casey’s face into her pussy, leaving the cowgirl **** to lick at her sweetened pussy. Casey was clearly drained by her own orgasms, but whenever she started losing energy in her licking Rochell would twist her ear or pull at her hair harder, giving her a jolt of pain to make her snap back to attention.

Rochell screamed like a warrior woman when she came, one of the biggest in her cum-filled life. Her cry rattled off the walls before she dropped Casey gently to the floor. She kissed her cum-soaked lips.

“Was good fun, sweetie, but this one wasn’t just for fun.” She took the championship belt from behind the bar, fitting it snugly around her waist.

“Feels good to be the champ. Feels like a pussy magnet around my hips.”