Facesitting Blonde in Fishnets Grinds on Tongue
Pussy hovers inches above his mouth, fishnet fabric stretched taut across her slick folds, before she lowers down hard and grinds with deliberate rolls of her hips. Agatha Harris pins him beneath her on the soft white bed, blonde hair spilling over bare shoulders as his tongue probes through the mesh, tasting every inch while her hands brace against the headboard for leverage. He grips her ass cheeks firmly, pulling her closer into the smothering rhythm, the sheer stockings rasping against his cheeks with each shift of her weight. She arches back slightly, exposing more of her smooth skin and the dark band of her panties shoved aside, his face buried deep as saliva mixes with her wetness soaking the netting.


