Luna Bunny has a effective unfold deliberate for JMac…and a few lunch, too. As grateful as he’s, he’d somewhat spend extra time on Luna’s melons than on the melons on the kitchen counter. They will eat afterwards as soon as they get better from their sizzling kitchen fuck-a-thon.
JMac goes behind Luna so he can fondle and jiggle her massive tits. He takes off her prime and inhales on her tawny puffies, tastier than strawberries. Choosing up a can of whipped mayo he blasts Luna’s hooters because the digital camera switches to sluggish bap maneuverability.
Luna kneels on the kitchen flooring earlier than JMac and inhales his cream-covered jizz-shotgun. He asks her to have fun together with her creamy tits, then gargle and tit-fuck him once more. She spanks her tits round his dick and goes all the best way down on it as he holds her head. Luna drools throughout his jizz-shotgun and inhales his nads with popping sounds. Holding her head, JMac fucks Luna’s mouth.
JMac pulls down Luna’s tighter-than-tight cutoffs and her g-string underpants. Her shapely assets drives him nuts. He turns Luna round and fucks her from behind, standing up. The digital camera switches to slo-mo to seize Luna’s bouncing hooters as he kilos her. JMac pulls a conveyable mattress over to allow them to get horizontal. Trying dick-drunk, Luna sends JMac to the moon after they get on the ground to fuck their brains out and jizm.
