Hazel Moore drops to her knees on sunlit boulders, taking a thick BBC deep into her throat while the breeze moves through the trees. She spreads on the rock blanket, legs open, as he drives into her with long, steady strokes that make her gasp. He buries his face between her thighs, licking until she trembles, then lifts her hips again for another round of hard, wet thrusts under the open sky.
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