One Sweet Cinn

Christiana Cinn in a one piece bathing suit, heels, and popping red lips. Oil up that round ass, press together those pouty lips, streak a tempting look. Cinn has you. You're hers. Try not to deny it. You can't turn away. It resembles a hankering you can never fulfill, all that you have is supportive of Christiana. What's more, she needs more. She needs to be filled, beat, extended… . She needs to fold her tongue over every last bit of Alex's body, transforming him into another of her depleted casualties of her fierce hunger. I adore her, thus do you.