Krystal Swift gets a call from Tom Holland. Wanting her to come visit, he’s up for some fucking fun so who’s he gonna call? The great Krystal Swift. He and Krystal got down when she was a SCORE Girl. Now she’s bustier, thicker, curvier but still the same happy, smiley blond brick-house. More to love, more to lick and more to stick. Krystal thinks she can stick him in and tells him she’ll be right over.
When Krystal shows up at his man-cave, Tom is delighted to see how she’s fleshed out and filled in, her big tits much bigger, more bump to her rump. His dreamboat has sailed in and docked at his port, ready for sex. The girl was always a bodacious babe but now she’s ravishing.
While Tom watches, Krystal shows off her body in her tight red dress and twirls for him. His hands reach for her huge tits so he can feast on them, suck her nipples and get motorboated.
Krystal lies sideways on his lap and sucks his dick stuffed between her tits. Tom eats her out and makes her juices flow. He fucks her first in missionary as he licks and squeezes her soft, pillowy boobs. They’re just getting warmed up. Krystal stands up and lowers herself on his meat-axe, her boobs and the rest of her bouncing hard and fast while her wet pussy is filled up. The look in her eyes is priceless when he spurts all over her heavy hooters.