The Stallion

Krisztina's pupils dilated at the sight of the large, yellow dong and strong steel arm on the Stallion fucking machine. She couldn't wait to moisten and part her lips, ready for a good, strong fucking from the shiny black contraption before her. As she licked the tip of the dong she felt a shiver of anticipation run through her body. She was ready. She eased her lips over the great, rubber helmet and eased the shaft in, inch by inch, until she was full. She knew the Stallion would do the rest!