Fake Hostel – Kate Quinn – If You Won’t Fuck Me…
Pretty brunette Kate Quinn is feeling horny, but her boyfriend (Alexander Tda) is too busy working to pay her any attention. Feeling let down, Kate decides to invite their neighbour (Andrew Gose) over, telling her boyfriend that if he doesn’t fuck her, then Andrew will! Tube8 Alexander doesn’t need any more persuading, and he immediately pulls off Kate’s booty shorts and begins eating out her dripping wet pussy! The hot Russian babe moans loudly as Alexander bangs her in missionary position, and then the amorous couple enjoy a side-fuck until Kate treats the tall, slim Euro to a sexy blowjob. Next, Kate gets on her knees to take a doggystyle pounding, and Alexander ends up blowing a load all over her ass! However, the vivacious cumslut wants to fuck some more, so grey-haired hunk Andrew steps in to take her boyfriend’s place… After swallowing up his meaty dick, Kate bounces on it in reverse, and then once the muscular stud has made her orgasm multiple times, he leaves the all-natural babe with a messy facial as her cuckolded boyfriend watches on!
The wet pink flesh seemed to beckon her closer. Instead, they remained agape, betraying her shock and disbelief at the brazen acts of self-pleasure being performed mere inches from her face. Heather seemed to revel in the power she held over the situation, her gaze sweeping over her sorority sisters with a nod of satisfaction before turning back to Meredith, a sadistic glint in her eye. These two angles, one up close view of the violation of Meredith’s most intimate area, the other a close-up focus on the degrading act Heather was performing on the man. The brunette sat back slightly, giving Meredith a moment to process the instruction. “This is so dirty, so wrong!” Meredith thought. Meredith’s fingers begin to move more purposefully now, gliding through her arousal, finding a rhythm. “That’s it,” Heather said. Meredith nodded. The pink muscle flicked and lapped at the join where cock met vulva, smearing saliva and vaginal fluids. Her plump, glossy lips parted slightly, as if on the verge of uttering a gasp or protest, but no sound emerged. Mmmm!” Heather grunted and moaned against Meredith’s flesh, the vibrations only adding to the overwhelming sensations. “No… With a final, brutal thrust, the football player hilted himself deep inside Meredith and let out a guttural groan. Heather smiled warmly, leaning back onto the sofa. Meredith shuddered and sobbed, bracing herself for yet another violation. “Not necessarily about how you’ve worked your way through the process, but about the individual you have become.
