Last Girl Standing - Part 7

She’s got that classic Latina curve, big tits out and swinging heavy, mouth already around his cock before he’s even got his belt undone. Didn’t ease in, just straight throat action, loud wet slurps echoing while her tongue worked the head like she wanted to milk him right there. Ended up flat on her back, legs spread so wide you could see how soaked that pussy already was. Tongue down there flicking at her clit until her hips started bucking, then he climbs up and slides it in balls deep, strokes coming quick and dirty. Before long he’s grunting through the finish, pulling out to paint her face, warm splatter catching her lips, her cheeks, one sticky line across her chin. She just smiled with it still dripping.