Cholo Papi
Papi was sitting on the couch while she went down on her knees in front of him. His back and big muscled arms were covered in tattoos. He secretly wondered if he ever intimidated her. She was a good girl that wasn’t used to fucking with a Cholo. For now he was not interested in thinking about all of that. Now his eyes were focused on her sweet caramel tits, while she held his hard cock in her hand. Her lips were so full and soft, as she kissed it and put her mouth over its head. Her...