Gentle Seduction: kelly hart mummy

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, kelly hart mummy chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like kelly hart mummy”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “kelly hart mummy” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “kelly hart mummy” bliss.