Statuesque, shapely Krystal Swift parades through the lobby of Perry Layne’s apartment building and takes the elevator to his flat. That’s one hell of a short skirt she’s wearing!
Perry waits on his floor and is there when the elevator door opens. He escorts Krystal to his place and sits on the couch. She stands near him and asks if he likes her big tits. This is a question that doesn’t need to be asked! Even she knows that. Everyone loves Krystal, whether she’s dressed up and made-up or casual without makeup. Everyone loves Krystal’s tits, ass and legs. Everyone loves her inviting, happy personality.
Not one for small talk, Krystal takes the bull by the horn. She’s not visiting to sell subscriptions to Voluptuous magazine although we’d like to see that. Miss Swift sucks and licks his dick after he kisses and sucks her sweet-tasting nipples. His long tongue is well-trained and experienced. It’s a miracle that most of Krystal’s sex partners don’t explode in her mouth after a couple of minutes. Perry stands up and has Krystal sit so he can bookmark her big, soft jugs with his stiff cock. With tantalizing, juicy boobs like hers, tit-fucking has to be part of the Krystal Swift experience.
Perry licks Krystal’s nearly shaved pussy-she has a thin runway strip-and finger-fucks her fast, feeling her wet pink contract around his fingers. She holds her tits and licks them, looking at him, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. He gives her tits another quick fuck. Now’s the time to plunge his dick deep into Krystal’s pussy.
