She watched his Latino hands disappear under her skirt and felt his strong fingers rubbing her trembling Latina skin. With a firm push, he spread her legs apart. She could feel her groin shaking with fear. Under the skirt his hands moved over her hips, tugged at the ends of her panty hose and pulled them down. His hands caressed her legs as he slipped the hose to her feet and removed them. A shiver of surprise ran up her thighs as his lips touched her body. He hiked her skirt up until her pussy was visible.

She tried to block out the experience of getting her Latina pussy worked over like a jackhammer and looked closely at her timepiece. It didn’t matter how hard she tried, his tongue expertly dived into her snatch. She looked up at the ceiling mirror and couldn’t recognize herself. Her hair had come loose; her blouse was a mess and his head buried between her legs. Most striking of all was the intense look of lust she saw in her face and her hand that she rest on his head, pushing him more and more into her. At the end of the cock was a huge and bulbous purple head. As she stared, it suddenly wagged back and forth. She actually screamed when it moved to energetically before her. She, for certain, never saw a Latino cock that could do that before.

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