“Keep your eyes on the latex, Karma, because that’s the only thing keeping you from falling apart,” Marcus London growled, his voice vibrating against her neck. He had her pinned, her small frame encased in shimmering black rubber that amplified every shudder of her body.
Erin Everheart watched with a predatory smile, guiding Marcus as he positioned the massive, thick strap-on directly against Karma’s trembling heat. With one violent thrust, Marcus buried the colossal shaft deep into her tight pussy, stretching her open until she gasped for air. Without a second of respite, he flipped her over, exposing her puckered hole. Erin leaned in, whispering filth into her ear as Marcus slammed into her ass, the heavy silicone drilling relentlessly into her guts. Karma’s muffled screams filled the room, her body shaking violently as she was systematically wrecked by the sheer size of the intrusion.
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