Sensual Journeys with facesitting man on woman

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, facesitting man on woman chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like facesitting man on woman”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “facesitting man on woman” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “facesitting man on woman” bliss.