Imani Rose

A Rose by any other name wouldn’t be as big a slut as Imani. The clear blue sky has given Imani Rose an open invite to prowl for her first white dick. The double edge word that is the Internet has informed Imani that this gas station restroom has constant shenanigans going on. The inner slut of Imani told her the rumors were too good to pass up so she made her way with white cock dancing around in her demented head. The stained walls were all the visual aid that Imani needed to rip off her shirt so that her bra-busting tits could get some air. That ass? Oh you better believe that ass came out to play and Imani’s afternoon of debauchery was about to kick off. The orgasms she gave herself nearly alerted nearby authorities but safety wasn’t anywhere in today’s equation. The white cock finally made its appearance and Imani Rose’ lips were soon vacuuming every inch available. None of the nearby filth deterred Imani from scarfing down on her first white dick as if it was Thanksgiving dinner. Imani took it up a level by letting the anonymous white boy go raw on her pussy until it nearly fell off. Imani’s ride of the glory hole wall only ended when her knees got weak from a nonstop assault on her black snatch. The only way for Imani to thank her anonymous friend was to suck his white seed directly from the tap.