Deeper. Predator Kenna James finds her new prey in Oliver
The Deeper Show: Predator Kenna James Stakes Out Her New Prey
Predator Kenna James stalks her prey, a blissfully unaware Oliver, as he strolls through the quiet park. The busty blonde vixen looks quintessentially innocent in her floral sundress, but beneath her wholesome facade lurks a ravenous, insatiable sexual appetite. Her piercing blue eyes scan her surroundings hungrily, zeroing in on the handsome stranger.
Oliver seems oblivious to the dangers that lurk, engrossed in the day’s newspaper headlines. He continues his leisurely stroll, until he notices Kenna’s alluring figure and inviting smile. Cocking an eyebrow, he decides to see where her flirtations might lead and allows her to pull him off the park path into a secluded grove.
Trees shield them from prying eyes as the predator reveals her true intentions, her voice dripping with seductive promise. “I think we could have a really good time together. What do you say?” Oliver swallows hard, both intimidated and aroused by her aggressive advance. “I…I think you’re right.” His agreement seals his fate, for Kenna has smelled the succulent prey, and now she has him right where she wants him.
Kenna deftly strips off her sundress, revealing a supple, curvy body clad in lacy black lingerie. The sex-crazed minx pushes Oliver down onto the grass, mounting his chest as she looks down at her new toy with a cruel smirk. “I’m going to ride this big, hard cock of yours until you give me what I want. Do you understand?”
Terror mixes with arousal in Oliver’s eyes. With his hands pinned above his head, he’s completely at the mercy of this sexual dominatrix. The vixen begins to gyrate her hips, grinding her barely-covered pussy on his eager face with wild abandon. Oliver can barely breathe, but the extreme predicament is exactly what Kenna needed to get off.
Her moans turn to sobs of ecstasy as Oliver’s tongue does her bidding, lapping up her sopping wet cunt. Kenna traps him under her thick thighs, smothering the man senseless with her dripping snatch. Her orgasm crashes through her like a tidal wave, drenching Oliver’s gasping mouth in her sweet nectar. She never stops riding him as she rides out her climax, keeping him under until she deems he’s earned a breath.
Panting from her explosive orgasm, Kenna redresses in her sundress and lacy underwear, smiling wickedly at the dazed prey beneath her. “You were a good little lip servicing slut. I’ll see you around.” With her sexual itch satisfied for the moment, she carries her blood-splattered sundress away. More prey awaits discovery, and Kenna will continue her hunt for new dicks to use as she pleases.
Splayed out on the grass, Oliver gasps for air, his mind reeling from the ruthless face sitting. Though terrified, a part of him craves more of Kenna’s savage treatment. He knows he’ll never escape his role as her submissive servant, always at her mercy for her unquenchable carnal desires.