Horny Blonde Jenny Hendrix Uses Her Pussy To Polish A Huge Rocket!
Horny Blonde Jenny Hendrix Uses Her Pussy To Polish A Huge Rocket!
Ahh, the eternal question: is size really everything? Maybe not, but for Jenny Hendrix, the bigger the better when it comes to rocket polishing! This busty blonde bombshell has a thing for really big, tent pole-sized shafts that make other girls blush in fear. And in this X-rated adventure, she bulldozes through another frisky fantasy, glamourous in her own raunchy way.
It’s an overcast day, the perfect backdrop for debauchery. Jenny struts into her private workshop, a secret den where she conducts her rocket polishing research and development. Her first subject is a colossal contraption, all screwed together with a shiny chrome finish and a head so wide it puts the disappointment in disappointment footage to shame. In a way, Jenny is a hero – she’s not afraid to tackle the tasks other girls can’t, and that includes milking every last drop of phallic fun out of enormous erections.
While most girls would vomit at the sight of such a mammoth cannon, Jenny beams bright with determination. She pauses, giving her lusty grin a chance to flex its mischievous muscles. With a sensual wiggle and a slow purr, Jenny undoes her taunting work dress, letting it slither into a puddle of holy hell at her ankles. She wants to ensure she’s got full range of motion for this beast. Yearning to get a taste, she licks her luscious lips and positions herself in front of the massive mamba.
Her moistened mouth is a chalk outline for the most well-endowed, the setup is tight, and the camera is captured by her cunning. She pulls her panties aside, giving way to a spread eagle tapestry of pink. This is how EXISTS! film sets are built. Jenny takes a deep breath and… goes for the gusto! Her positional kamikaze skills allow her to properly handle the giant.
As she grinds and swivels, her ass juts out, bouncing and bulldozing her boycotted behind into action. The influx of lubrication is dizzying, and the friction forces ripples across her bended back. Massive waves of momentum drive her body in and out like a rag doll on a crash course with the cock of her cares. Jenny’s back is arched into a position so extreme, it makes orphans look straight.
With a wet spot growing fast on the floor, she digs her nails into the dick flesh as if in physical agony trying to restrain a building orgasm. Every muscle flex marks her pain and pleasure as a derelict pantomime of passion. The resistance encountered during her withdrawal makes it seem like the rocket is hanging onto her to extract its own fluids, kinda definitively territory.
After she structurally disassembles the rocket, that’s when the fireworks start going off. She bends the cock in two and pumps it for life, working up a frothy foam of precum that spatters across her body like the acolytes of a crude priest. She unzips her own fly, whipping out her mattress-sized dick. The thawing sights of her throbbing ejaculation are like an explosive ejaculation, a wet and wild work of Warehouse level visual effects.
As her sweater-soiled spooge spurt sprays across the shop, Jenny sets her hygiene stroboscope sights on cleaning the cock until it’s practically self-washing. Her pink pussy washes up her taint-eating vixen face, turning her into a cum-conjured painting. Dripping with dollops of demonically divine dregs, she slurps every last drop as if dairy is the devil’s elixir.
In a fashion forward climax, the racier then a racoon on speed Jenny lands in a disgraceful heap, sweaty and spent. She’s redeemed, in more ways than one. With satisfaction written all over her body, she looks into the camera, giving way to a finger-bending open wide grin. It’s a frenzied finish to one filthy, fulfilling fantasy. Her bubble butt takes a bow, then cartwheels out of view.
Roll credits, hero scene complete.
