'I must be so shameless... weeping for the death of my husband but letting West fuck me ontop of his grave... I'm so sorry Darius but ughhh... it feels so good... I've never felt this way...' her eyes rolled to the back as West's cock reached the very end of her depths.
After a few more minutes, West stood again, still buried inside, and walked her a few steps to press her against the wall.
He fucked her standing with one leg hooked over his arm so he could go deeper. Her back scraped the stone but she only begged for more. He pounded her until her pussy clenched and she came hard, squirting down his cock and onto the floor.
He lowered her to her knees. Yelena opened her mouth and took his cock straight from her pussy, sucking him deep without hesitation.
West held her head and thrust into her throat, using her mouth while she gagged and drooled. Spit ran down her chin onto her tits. He pulled out, bent her over the tomb once more, and drove back into her pussy from behind.
