vincemalone
Her body feels pleasantly sore, the plaid skirt she had been in before they started shooting now ripped to shreds and discarded on the floor. Cum is oozing down her legs as she walks, but she's all too eager to get back to Vince's dressing room. Apparently shooting for two hours wasn't nearly enough to sate the teenage girl, her appetite overwhelming as she slips inside and drops the robe that was covering her petite body to the floor. "You didn't think I was going to let you stop there, did you," she murmurs in a husky voice, her bare feet padding across the cool concrete floor as she makes her way over to him. A hand cards through his soft blonde hair as she parts her legs, gives him a good look of her used cunt and the cum that's slicking up her pale thighs. Her gaze is locked with his brilliant green eyes, hand dipping down to her pussy, dragging her fingers through her cum soaked mess of a cunt. Those plump lips of hers wrap around them, sucking them clean as she lets out a lewd moan, whimpering around those digits like she does his cock when he's fucking into her throat.