Dakota Doll’s boyfriend drags his ass home after an exhausting day, craving nothing more than a steaming cup of tea and to crash on the couch. But when Dakota opens the door, his plans fucking evaporate. She’s dressed to kill in a outfit that screams anime sex kitten, and she knows it’s his fucking kryptonite. “I bought this just for you,” she confesses, stepping close enough for him to drink in every inch of her.
His cock twitches as she presses against him, and she knows he’s fucking done for. She drops to her knees, her hands tracing the outline of his hard dick through his pants. Unzipping him, she takes his cock in her hands, caressing it with slow, torturous strokes. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with pure, filthy intent. She wants his cock, and she wants it bad.
She teases the tip of his dick with her tongue, then takes him deep in her mouth, fucking him with her lips and tongue. She can feel him throb, knows he’s imagining fucking her tight ass, spreading her wide, making her gape. She moans around his cock, already anticipating the anal fucking she’s going to get.
