Artist Bathroom Sex
Phoenix scored a fresh fuckboy...a brooding artist who treated his craft like gospel. She slipped into his studio and perched in the bathroom, pussy already slick and throbbing as she waited for him to wreck her. She watched him scrub his brushes, listening to him drone on about his pretentious, oh-so-serious art while her clit pulsed with a much filthier agenda. But the second he caught the heat in her eyes, he hurled the brushes away, spun her around, and finally got deadly serious about bending her over the sink and pounding her greedy cunt raw.
