Kitt Jones shows up for her shoot with Vince Karter like any other model trying to book a job. He wants to see if she can roll with his vibe, so he sends her off for a quick change. She comes back in black lace that barely covers anything, climbs on the couch, and sticks her tongue down his throat. That’s all the green light he needs. He peels the lingerie off and she drops to her knees, choking down his thick cock with loud, wet slurps and strings of spit. When he flips her onto her back and pounds her pussy, she’s already begging for more. Vince fists her open, then slides straight into her ass. She moans like she was born for it. He grabs a couple of toys and stuffs her full, double-penetrating her until she’s shaking. The whole scene ends with her face glazed in thick ropes of cum while she grins like she just landed the cover.
Kitt Jones shows up for her shoot with Vince Karter like any other model trying to book a job. He wants to see if she can roll with his vibe, so he sends her off for a quick change. She comes back in black lace that barely covers anything, climbs on the couch, and sticks her tongue down his throat. That’s all the green light he needs. He peels the lingerie off and she drops to her knees, choking down his thick cock with loud, wet slurps and strings of spit. When he flips her onto her back and pounds her pussy, she’s already begging for more. Vince fists her open, then slides straight into her ass. She moans like she was born for it. He grabs a couple of toys and stuffs her full, double-penetrating her until she’s shaking. The whole scene ends with her face glazed in thick ropes of cum while she grins like she just landed the cover.
