Sweetheart Gia Dimarco At Swingers Pub

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Mr. Salty's isn't really a place, so much as it is a state of mind, but if it had to be compared to an earthly realm, it would most likely look a bunch like Las Vegas. Both are places of pleasure, fantasy, and reckless abandon. Salty's recent prey is comely Gia Dimarco, a knockout who's been around, but hasn't experienced anything fairly like a journey into Salty's world. As she is driven around town, snapping nasty snaps of her nasty bits, she comes upon a mysterious doorway she can't help but explore. She climbs the dark stairway up towards the sink into a faint moaning sounds that get louder as she reaches the top of the stairs. Gia is gesticulated down a shadowy cave by a stable of dudes hanging out in the doorways as she passes. From the ever-loudening bellows of delight she can now evidently hear, Gia knows full well what is going on in these pitch ebony rooms-- the most sordid, sleazy, lusty, sweat-soaked hump imaginable. All of a sudden Gia yearns to be a part of it as she circles the stage at the center of the backroom. She has become the center of attention for the shadowy strangers surrounding her as she taunts them before taking center stage. Bored with just taking photos between her thighs, Salty's decadent atmosphere has made Gia want to showcase these mysterious dudes the real thing. She begins a sensuous striptease before one of the masculine subjects of Salty's pub approaches her and stimulates her to a point of ecstasy never before experienced by Gia in the standard world. Defeat with passion, she can't help but pull out his throbbing man rod and stroke it. Felling it pulse in her palm isn't enough. She had to have it in her mouth, but in Salty's world, one is never enough. Gia promptly finds herself encircled by weenies and perceives a burning need to inhale them all! One after another, they thrust in and out of her hatch as Gia bobs between a river of rock-hard pillars surrounding her. Fighting to linger afloat, Gia is escorted to a bench where she lays on her back. No trying to catch her breath, though, because she gets throat-fucked upside-down like never before. Her suitors line up to use her windpipe as a man rod sleeve for their own pleasure. Lil' do they know, however, that Gia is luving it even more than they are. After getting her mouth romped open wider than the Grand Canyon, Gia gets back on her knees and gets prepped for a waterfall of spunk to rain down on her face. Three, four, five, six...Gia loses count of the number of money-shots dribbling down her face and onto her enormous chest. Leisurely her gentlemen fall away, leaving Gia a cream-covered dirt all alone in Mr. Salty's lair. Sexually freed by her practice there, Gia doesn't sense the need to clean up before heading back out to her standard life.