Goth Teen Nymphos - Rosalyn Sphinx

Rosalyn Sphinx just lost her cherry and now her brain’s permanently on cock. She can’t sit still without replaying that first stretch, can’t walk past a guy without picturing his dick sliding between her lips or slamming straight into her cunt. The ache hits her anywhere—bed, couch, even the kitchen—and she ends up with two fingers jammed deep inside her tight little hole, eyes squeezed shut, wishing it were thicker, rougher, never-ending. Her latest fantasy is the dirtiest one yet: she’s home alone in a tiny plaid skirt, bare tits out, rubbing her clit like it owes her money when her stepdad walks in. Instead of flipping out, Ramon grins, yanks a ball gag from his pocket, and tells her to open wide. He straps it in, watches drool spill down her chin, and starts giving orders like he’s been waiting for this moment. She’s soaked before he even touches her, already trembling at the thought of getting exactly what that greedy teen pussy’s been begging for.