Ghetto Gaggers Flipped, Fucked, and Frosted

Another black whore on the screen, head tilted back, mouth slack and waiting. A cock pushed past her lips, her throat working around the intrusion. Her eyes glistened, wet at the corners as she choked silently around the length of it. Then hands on her hips, turning her, bending her over. The rhythm changed—deeper, rougher—as they moved in and out of her. One man grunted, his pace faltering then driving harder until he went still, buried inside her. The others took their turn after, stroking themselves fast over her face until white streaks painted her skin, tracing paths through the sweat on her temples and dripping from her jaw.