Holly Brooks is a real piece of ass in the sack and Carlos knows it. And so do we. Holly knows how to drive guys nuts with her purring sex kitten talk. His hands roam and squeeze her super-slim body and big tits. Holly must have been poured into her tight, orange two-piece outfit.
Carlos buries his face in Holly’s cleavage, manhandling her tits, and then gets her on her back so he can eat her pussy through her split crotch panties. Turning Holly around, he buries his face in her ass cleavage, doing something with his tongue that gets her crazy.
Paying tit for tat, she kneels and he stands, dropping his jeans so he can fuck her mouth. Holly makes nasty-girl sucking, drooling and gurgling sounds as she blows him. She is really into lip-locking the cock. Carlos gets Holly on her back again to fuck her big boobs and their heat builds to an inferno. It’s time to get it in.
Holly likes being fucked hard and fast and she’s in the right hands for that. Carlos really rams it to Holly, and, in some positions, he’s like a human jackhammer. Holly is a screamer and has a dirty mouth and his drilling brings it all out of her, unleashing a non-stop torrent of sex moans and cries to accompany the pounding she’s getting.
She’s giving it back to his cock in an on-top position when, at 20:30, Carlos bends forward and picks her up to fuck her standing, her ass cheeks supported by his hands, her thighs supported by his arms. His cock never slips out of her wet cunt when he does it in one movement. Holly’s doll-like body weighs 109 pounds and that helps. It’s a hot way to fuck and gravity helps to lower her pussy all the way down his meat-axe in this position.
They are far from finished. Next, Carlos wants to cram Holly in doggie, ass up, face down. Their athletic moves continue as their fucking builds to a spray of man-milk for Holly to drink.
