//Its a travesty that Leanne Crow was originally slated to do a bit on the Eric Andre Show, and apparently it was filmed and everything, but then it was cut from the episode before release. Can't find the clip of it anywhere on the internet as far as I've looked ๐
She tried in vain to get him to show even a small sign of approval at how she worked her cock-attrating broodmare ass, trying to the other sluts who milked him regularly to shame with her riding. His pre-nut made her even wetter than before, making her hole slimy with fem-cum-
She put in work to pleasure this effeminate stud, holding his knees as she slammed her cheeks down against his groin, every thrust making those jiggle globes slap and wobble like jello, her cervix kissing against the tip of his might meat, her pussy lips slobbering on his base.
She was willing to practice her moves in his lap, bouncing her twerk bubbles up and down that French baby maker, holding her hands on her stomach to feel the buldge of him punching her womb.
To say she shook her moneymaker like a whore would give her too much credit. A whore would be doing it for money, she was degrading herself for this outsider just because she saw that buldge packed into his pants. Her jiggle mounds were working for payment in cum alone.
She slurp the head of his cock into her pillow lips, giving him a thorough slobbering, knockers still firmly wrapped around him, her hands reaching underneath to cradle his cum-filled orbs. She sucked on his purple, bulbous head like she was trying to suck the chrome off of a-
-trailer hitch, winking at her young lover as her tongue lashed at his underside with expert precision. She never stopped twerking that granny booty behind her, her hips bouncing and rocking to an unheard rhythm, the valley between her mountainous cheeks widening and disapearing-