BANGBROS – Rachel Raxxx’s Huge Black Double J Melons Are Stunning (bkb15500)

The monsters were, but this never would be. Even the fingers he used to unbutton her shirt were crooked from ill healed breaks. Tnaflix She was covered in sweat, slick inside and out. Except, Jo found these wounds were something altogether new. She pressed her back into the brick wall, collecting her thoughts, using the cool brick to ground herself. He didn’t care that she hadn’t been able to catch her breath long enough to do more than admire the view of his belt loose and the top button of his jeans tantalizingly open, instead wedging himself firmly between her legs and grinding hip to hip. His eyes dipped into a scowl, though his lips still curled mischievously. “Because if I was reading you all wrong, Jo, I’d already be picking my testicles out of my windpipe.”
“It’s not out of the realm of possibility,” her own voice had dropped to a whisper, and she was pressing her back against the wall like she could slip into the spaces between the cracks. Zeppelin IV on the stereo made talking unnecessary. For all his swagger, she realized, Dean Winchester had a conscience. She ran fingertips over smooth and puckered scars, knife wounds and claw marks. Her father’s knives and a crossbow. She met him and groaned with a voice that seemed to start in her tail bone and travel the length of her spine as it bowed beneath him.