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Karma Rx, a stunning blonde bombshell with an hourglass figure, finds herself trapped beneath the muscular frame of Isiah Maxwell on the couch. He towers over her, ebony skin rippling as he reaches down to cup the heavy weight of her tits in his palms. Karma arches, pushing her chest further into his grasp - the hard points of her nipples grazing his palms even through the thin fabric of her shirt. Isiah leans down, trailing his tongue along the column of her neck as his hands roam her body. He tugs at the hem of her shirt, yanking it up over her head to reveal the creamy expanses of skin. Karma's chest heaves, back arching as she reaches for his fly with deft fingers - undoing his belt and pants to free the monster hanging between his thighs. Isiah shifts, pulling at Karma's shorts until the clingy material is around her ankles. A brief flash of cotton panties precedes their removal as well, leaving Karma bare and glistening before him. He notches his thick tip at the entrance of her dripping folds, the head catching on her swollen clit as he starts a teasing rhythm. Karma mewls, nails scoring down his muscular back as she wraps her legs high around his waist. With one powerful thrust, Isiah sheathes his full length inside Karma's tight channel - stretching her walls deliciously around his girth. He sets a fast, hard pace, pounding into the willing blonde as she meets him thrust for thrust. The wet slap of flesh against flesh fills the room, punctuated by Karma's wanton moans of pleasure. Isiah flips Karma onto her hands and knees, sinking back into her dripping heat from behind until he can't hold it in anymore!