Psycho-Thrillers-The Last Con
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Runtime : 31min 20s
File Size : 858 MB
Resolution : 720x480
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Darcy Tyler is a grifter, a pro con-artist and a damn superb one. She is an experienced in the art of manipulation and conning unsuspicious boys. The secret of her success is that amazing bod of hers. She can seduce any boys to do anything for her and in their moment of weakness, she bashes. But even the hottest grifter has an off day. And today was Darcy’s off day.
She step into the bar and instantly scours for a mark and than she catches sight of Jerk sitting alone at the bar nursing his swallow. She sneers, knowing he was the one. Darcy sashayed over to the bar and stood sexily next to Jerk to give him an eyeful of her profile. She sat down on the tabouret next to Masturbate and cross her right gam over her left to make petite chat, but Wank couldn’t help but view at her from head to toe. Darcy knew she had her boy.
They come in her motel apartment where Darcy starts performing a slow de-robe tease; taking off her top to unveil those globes of hers. She slides of her mini-skirt, then takes off her high stilettos and eliminates her tights and threw them aside. She is totally nude now. She lowers herself to her knees and unbuckles his trousers. She took out his fuckpole and embarks to work on it. Briefly she was gargling thirstily at it, working into a sexual madness.
For the next few moments, the apartment was tranquil except for the eating sounds her deep-throating his pipe as she gave him a muddy Fellatio until she was drawing jism out of him as lengthy trails of slaver and jizz was dribbling out of her throat, down her chin and onto the floor. Then he falls rearwards onto the couch as Darcy climbs onto him and works on his pecker some more until Wank dozes off.
Darcy seizes her bag and heads into the douche to neat up. She reapplies her make up; putting on her lip liner and everything and shortly shows up from the shower looking radiant and wondrous again. Witnessing Jerk lounging on the sofa and thinking he was sexually weakened, she made her stir.
She took his witness and rummages into his wallet for his credit cards and cash and sploogs them in her handbag. Then she sits at the sole of the couch and picks up one of her stocking while tossing the other one barely behind her and starts gliding it onto her left gam, leisurely inching it up her hips. Unknown to her, Wank knew what was going on and he picks up the other tights and loops it around her neck and throttles her until she is dead.
“Bitch” he says under his breath and throws her figure aside like rubbish. He retrieves his valuables from her handbag. He turns to gawp at the gutless figure of Darcy lounging sprawled on the sofa and determines to farther instruct her lesson in death. He turns the assets over on her back and commences to gobble her fuckbox and toying with her assets. He turns her over and does her rear end fashion then he pokes her missionary fashion and concludes her off. He poses her sprawled on the sofa and leaves.