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Sexy Spanish senorita Amarna has been travelling round the US for a few weeks now. It’s her last stop and she is staying at a fabulous property with a very attractive host. Having been on her own during her travels, she’s feeling pretty frustrated. All she needs is the perfect plan to get this sexy man all on his own and have some fun. After telling him a little white lie that her hot water isn’t working, he arrives at the apartment to see if he can help her out. It doesn’t take long before he knows exactly what this beautiful Latina has in mind.

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