Jodi’s in the mood tonight — that thick, juicy Jamaican booty swaying as she steps into her harness, buckling that long, veiny black strap-on tight against her hips. Ten inches of slick, girthy silicone glistening with lube, curved just right to hammer your prostate until your eyes roll back and your toes curl.
She grabs you by the hair, yanks your face down to her feet.
“Lick it clean first, bitch,” she growls in that sexy island accent that makes your cock leak before she even touches you. “Get it sloppy, ‘cause this dick goin’ straight up your tight white ass next.”
You drool on it like the eager whore you are — tongue swirling around the head, down the shaft, tasting the fake cum-scented lube while she laughs and grinds the tip against your lips. “Dat’s it… worship di tool weh ago ruin yuh.”
Then she spins you around, shoves your face into the mattress, ass up high like a proper offering. She spreads your cheeks wide with those strong hands, spits right on your puckered hole — hot, wet, possessive.
“Yuh ready fi get fucked proper, eh?”
No warm-up. No gentle fingers.
She presses the fat head against your ring and pushes — slow at first, watching your hole stretch and fight, then harder until it pops past the rim with a wet, obscene sound. You gasp, whimper, claw at the sheets. She doesn’t stop. Inch after thick inch slides in until her hips slap against your ass and she’s buried balls-deep (well… harness-deep) in your guts.
“Take it, yuh nasty likkle slut,” she hisses, pulling back slow just to slam in again — hard, deep, relentless. The room fills with the filthy wet smack of her pounding your ass, your pathetic moans mixing with her dirty talk.
“Yuh love when Jodi breed yuh hole, don’t yuh? Feel dat prostate gettin’ mashed? Yuh cock drippin’ like a faucet already, no touchin’ needed.”
She reaches around, grabs your throbbing dick — not to stroke, oh no. Just to squeeze the base so you can’t cum, edging you cruelly while she rails you senseless. Every thrust milks that spot inside you until your legs shake, your balls tighten, and you’re babbling nonsense — “Please Jodi… fuck me harder… wreck my ass… own me…”
She flips you onto your back, legs over her shoulders so she can watch your face while she drills down into you. Deep, punishing strokes that make your eyes water and your cock bounce uselessly, leaking a steady stream of precum onto your stomach.
“Look at yuh — takin’ dis big black strap like a good likkle bitch. Yuh hole grippin’ me so tight, beggin’ fi more.”
Faster now. Harder. The harness slapping her clit with every thrust, her own moans mixing with yours as she chases her own high from pegging you stupid.
“Yuh gonna squirt fi mi? Gonna cum from gettin’ yuh ass fucked raw?”
She angles just right — brutal, precise — and slams home over and over until your whole body locks up. No hand on your cock. Just her strap owning your prostate, forcing that ruined, shaking, prostate-only orgasm out of you. Thick ropes shoot across your chest while you scream her name, ass clenching around the invading cock like it never wants to let go.
But Jodi’s not done.
She keeps pounding through your aftershocks, overstimulating you until you’re crying, begging her to stop — then begging her not to.
“Dat’s right… yuh belong to Jodi now. Dis ass? Mine. Dis hole? Mine to stretch whenever mi want.”
Finally she pulls out slow, leaving your wrecked, gaping hole twitching and empty. She straddles your face, dripping wet pussy grinding against your mouth.
“Clean mi up while yuh hole leaks, slut. Taste how wet peggin’ yuh made mi.”
You lap at her eagerly, tongue buried in her sweetness while your destroyed ass pulses with aftershocks.
That’s what happens when you bend over for Jodi, your nasty Jamaican baddie strap queen.
Next time? She’s bringing the bigger one.
And she’s losing the lube.
Get ready, bitch.
Yuh ass is hers forever. 🍑🔥1.8sFast