With his phone tucked away, he films as he eats out his hot-ass cousin

He crouched behind the couch, phone buzzing in his palm, zoomed in as his cousin leaned back, legs spread, moaning loud—pussy glistening, tits bouncing. ‘Fuck, yeah, eat it,’ she hissed, grinding into his tongue. He didn’t care if her mom walked in. All that mattered was the way her hips bucked, the wet slap of lips, the way she came screaming his name—no filter, no shame, just pure, filthy, cousin-on-cousin action.