Ghostface ile randevu gecesi

I'm slipping into something silky, humming to myself while I deep-clean every inch of my thickest toys instead of making popcorn for movie night. Suddenly the phone rings—Ghostface on the line, quizzing me with the dirtiest porn trivia you can imagine. I get one wrong… and he's at my window, ready to claim his “Victim.” I drop my robe, press my big tits against the glass and purr “Take my throat instead—no tricks, just a sloppy, balls-deep fuck you'll never forget.” He slides inside, mask still on, pounding me right there in the living room. I ride that masked cock like a final girl who refuses to be the next victim—until he busts a creamy load all over my pretty face. Ready to watch me survive this dick-aster?