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Hollywood Casting Couch | fire_ball | 6

 

Natalie’s eyes widen as you take off your pants. She tries struggling against you, but you keep her firmly pressed against the couch with your free hand. You grab your pants and quickly use them to tie Natalie’s hands behind her. With a smile you pull the starlet’s legs open and position yourself in front of her swollen flower. You push yourself into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy clenching around you. Natalie’s body goes stiff and her eyes open even wider before she starts kicking feebly. You slam the rest of your length into her, making her scream into her gag. Her breasts are heaving as you slowly pull out of her, and you see tears brimming Natalie’s huge doe eyes.

Then you start plowing her into the couch. She’s screaming into her gag as she bounces off her seat with every thrust. Her velvety pussy soon grows wet as you ram her, making you fuck her faster. Her tits, shiny with sweat, bounce enticingly as your hips slap together. Soon the sound of slapping flesh fills the room as you fuck Natalie to your heart’s content.

Then you hear a knock at the door. Your heart sinks as you stop fucking Natalie for a moment.

“Hey, is everything all right in there?”

You can’t quite tell who the voice belongs to—you’re distracted when you feel Natalie moving against you. Now it’s your turn to be surprised as you see Natalie’s hips grinding against yours. There are tears in her beautiful eyes as she sees you watching her, but she doesn’t stop, whimpering softly as she thrusts gently against you, spearing herself on your pulsing rod.

 

Do you answer the door? Or just keep fucking?

 
 

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