I think as tears stream down my cheeks and my mascara runs in bl, Bitterfontein – 21

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I think as tears stream down my cheeks and my mascara runs in black rivers. You grab my head with both hands and start skull-fucking me hard, your heavy balls slapping against my forehead with every brutal thrust. The strong musky scent of your cock fills my nose every time you pull back. I reach down frantically and rub my swollen clit in fast circles, the lack of air mixing with the degradation making my cunt spasm wildly. My throat bulges visibly with every deep stroke as I relax it as much as possible, pushing forward to take even more. The intense pressure builds fast in my core until I cum hands-free, squirting violently all over my own tits and the floor while you keep destroying my throat. You finally pull out, strings of thick spit connecting my gasping lips to your glistening cock, then slam back in and flood my stomach with thick ropes of hot cum. I shake and drool uncontrollably, completely lost in filthy bliss.