Aayla And Yoga Pants

Aayla was bending and squatting in those tight ass workout pants when Ramon caught a full view and stopped pretending. His Spanish came out fast and filthy—compliments laced with straight-up cock talk. Aayla answered in the same hot tongue, voice low and teasing while she climbed on. She sank down, greedy, letting that thick Latin dick stretch her open. Her bare tits bounced with every drop of her hips, and Ramon grabbed one, laughed low, told her she was already dripping all over him. She just rode him harder, grinding like she dared him to keep up.