You're Not Going Anywhere

Anikka Albrite scores a set visit and locks eyes with her dream fuck, Mick Blue. She gets the brush-off and a limp handshake while he hammers his costar. Pissed and dripping, Anikka yanks his brakes and stages the wreck that lands him in her bed with busted legs. Mick comes to, sees the cute blonde who cornered him earlier, and tries to bail. She coos, strokes his thighs, and brushes his hard-on like it's part of the treatment. No phone. No escape. Not until she makes him all better. Her mouth sinks over his cock, wet and sloppy, sucking until his head spins. She peels off her top, shows off those big, soft tits, then climbs up and plants her soaked pussy on his face. Mick licks like a starving man, begging to be inside her. Anikka does the work. She sinks down, rides him deep, clenches and creams all over his shaft, and rides even harder when he grips her hips. The bed rocks. He flips her, pounds until his balls tighten, then dumps a thick load straight up her cunt. Still catching his breath, he hears her whisper, 'Can I get that autograph now?'