American Buttman In London, Scene #03

Sheila rolls onto all fours and spreads her cheeks, daring the camera to take a closer look. The guy behind her doesn’t wait—he grips her hips and pushes inside, burying himself in one solid thrust. She gasps, but the moan that follows sounds more like a challenge. He picks up speed, smacking against her while her tits sway beneath her. After a while he pulls out, flips her onto her back, and slides right back in. Her legs hook over his shoulders, heels digging into him as he drives deeper. Sweat runs down his chest and drops onto her belly while she reaches down and rubs her clit in time with every stroke. He grunts, leans in, and they lock eyes right before he unloads inside her.