Effion’s voluptuous tits bounce as she rides a massive African cock

I must have dozed off because I suddenly jump awake as the couch shakes. When I wake up, though, it’s a different story. Vxxx I release the second arm, and it, too, disappears. “I don’t think we’ve met before,” she says. “You can come back any time.”
“Thank you,” it whispers, and the hand disappears. “Please,” I say instead. I can’t afford to move. The arm pulls back, trying to disappear into the bed, but I fight it, digging my heels into the mattress as I heave. I cry out, my back arching, as the knobbly tentacle pushes into me, the knobs catching on the ring of muscle at my hole, stretching it, and then slipping inside with a pop that I can feel echo all through my body.