The Dayran fucking his tech school hot chick

Dayran got his hands on that skinny tech school morrita after school—no filter, no mercy. She was bent over his desk, panting as he slammed into her pussy hard, riding him like a damn rodeo. Her uniform skirt hiked up, socks scuffed on the floor, moans echoing off the lockers. He didn’t care who heard—she was his fucking toy now. 'More,' she begged, grinding back. He grinned. 'You asked for it, panochita.'