Salas Thrusted Raw

I spot Tony Salas giving me that look sexy white trash with ink snaking up his arm, sitting there in a tank top and shorts, practically begging for it. I text him the motel address, and soon we’re in a dingy room, my body cam rolling, a regular camera set up in the corner. I shove him onto the bed, his shorts yanked down, exposing that tight ass. I don’t waste time, sliding in deep, the heat and grip driving me wild. It feels fucking incredible, his ass clenching around me as I pound into him, the bed creaking, sweat dripping, every thrust sending a jolt through me. The cameras catch every angle of me wrecking him, and I can’t get enough of how good it feels to dominate that perfect, tight hole.