
Candy Layla's got that stacked body that stops traffic, and she's already half-naked when Rocco walks in, jacket and tie like he just stepped out of a boardroom. He wastes no time getting his mouth on those big tits, then drops down to tongue her pussy while she talks dirty to him in Italian. Her legs shoot up in those sheer stockings, and Rocco buries his face in her wet cunt like he's starving. She grabs his thick cock and slaps it across her tongue, then he slides it between her tits and fucks them hard. Candy starts rubbing her clit while he pounds her smooth pussy, then Rocco yanks off her heels and tears her stockings open to suck her toes. She grinds her dripping snatch right on his face, and he fucks her through every position that feels good, always coming back to her feet. When he's ready he fills her mouth with cum, she licks him clean, and they finish with sloppy kisses.
Candy Layla's got that stacked body that stops traffic, and she's already half-naked when Rocco walks in, jacket and tie like he just stepped out of a boardroom. He wastes no time getting his mouth on those big tits, then drops down to tongue her pussy while she talks dirty to him in Italian. Her legs shoot up in those sheer stockings, and Rocco buries his face in her wet cunt like he's starving. She grabs his thick cock and slaps it across her tongue, then he slides it between her tits and fucks them hard. Candy starts rubbing her clit while he pounds her smooth pussy, then Rocco yanks off her heels and tears her stockings open to suck her toes. She grinds her dripping snatch right on his face, and he fucks her through every position that feels good, always coming back to her feet. When he's ready he fills her mouth with cum, she licks him clean, and they finish with sloppy kisses.