Bunny shows up in your studio the moment she hits town, hungry for a quick, filthy session before she does anything else. Your videos blow up the second they drop, and she wants her face in the next viral hit. Walking in, she’s practically spilling out of her outfit, straps slipping, tits bouncing, clothes barely hanging on. Peeling everything off, Bunny Madison VR gives you a full view of her body, all curves and attitude, making it obvious why she came. Dropping to her knees without hesitation, she yanks your cock free and soaks it with spit, stroking and sucking until it’s dripping. Then, sliding her tits around your shaft, she grinds them up and down, moaning, addicted.
Right in the middle of St. Paul, Bunny waits for you like a sensual little trap, her studio warm enough to melt every thought out of your head. The moment you step in, she takes control. Telling you to strip, she guides you onto her table, desire rolling off her in waves. Reaching back, she lets your hand grab her ass, and drops her mouth onto your cock, sucking slow, deep, practiced. Before you can fully catch your breath, Bunny Madison VR climbs on top of you, thick ass bouncing, her moans shaking the room as she grinds and comes all over you, juices running down your hips. Then, as if she needs more, she lowers her mouth again, draining you hard, swallowing everything you give her.
You’ve been stuck on the job with Bunny for days. No breaks. No fun. Just endless tasks and back-to-back house showings. And while locking up the latest place, the mood shifts. Bunny gives you that look. Heat in her eyes. Mischief was written all over her smile. Then, without warning, she starts peeling off her clothes, letting each piece drop slowly, like Bunny Madison VR has been waiting for the chance to tease you all day. Her lingerie appears. Tight, pretty, barely hiding anything. She asks if you like what you see. The way she says it makes your pulse jump. Sure, the lingerie is hot, hugging her curves like it was made for her.