Ebony Babe Phone Call Turns Into Group Cumshot Frenzy

Phones ringing off the hook in this tin-walled room, but she's all smiles, curly wig bouncing as she holds the line. Bald dude in Dixie shirt leans in close, heavy breathing mixing with her giggles. Suddenly legs spread wide, bare thighs gripping air — cocks everywhere, hands pumping furiously. Skin slick with sweat, soft cheeks bulging under the first hot spurt. Ropes fly thick, plastering lips, chin, tongue out catching more — dripping down her neck onto gold chain. She gulps, wipes, keeps talking like it's Tuesday. Relentless blasts coat every inch, ebony skin glistening under the load — jaw stretched wide —