Violet Myers

Violet’s a bargain hunter, so when the video shop slaps up that two-for-one sign she’s already counting the disks she’ll walk out with. At the counter the kid behind it winks, says she can score two "big prizes" if she sits through a quick VIP presentation. Free stuff and nothing better to do—done deal. The lights drop, the screen flickers, and she’s staring at a sloppy gloryhole montage, slick and nasty. Right away her thighs squeeze, fingers slide down, panties already damp. Just when she gets close, two fat cocks shove through the wall on either side. Her own private gloryhole. Game on. She grabs them one-handed each, starts pumping, spit dripping, then leans in for the double-barrel throat job, strings of saliva stretching from her chin to the shafts. One swallow’s not enough; she strips off her skirt, backs onto both dicks at once, swapping between the pair, getting stretched open, taking every inch in greedy lunges until they blow in tandem. She turns around, tongue out, catching every rope, drinking them dry, throat working, lips smeared white before she grins and wipes her mouth like a champ.