Sirale inspires tit-men. Steve is one of them. The sight of Sirale’s big meatballs fearsome to bust over her bustier drives him nuts. He’s on Sirale in a flash, touching with tongue, engulfing and squeezing her pantoons for a wonderful five minutes previous to this fellow strips her down, puts her in a doggie on the daybed and sticks his tongue into her twat. That drives her wild. Her teats harden and elongate and her pupils dilate.
Steve has Sirale sit up and blow his horn. This babe plays a very worthwhile tune, cupping her mangos and sliding his bloated shaft in and with out her mouth in a hands-free suck off. The digital camera shifts to a first-person point-of-view as Sirale lovingly worships him with her throat, her bigger than typical eyes wide and staring into the lens. Sirale is one sexy piece of butt and we’re happy to have her aboard.
Sirale’s bazookas are pale. Her areolae are a darker, tawny color and the contrast really makes them stand out. Steve transfers his rod from Sirale’s drooling throat to between those large jugs and this chab bangs ’em rock hard. This is solely a warm-up to Sirale getting pounded and creamed on.
Sirale solely uses one name but her surname could be “Fuck-toy.” As play mates go, Sirale’s a living sex doll.