Extradition: Part Two

Kat Dior's handcuffed inside some cartel shithole in the Sierra Madre, probably about to get grilled over La Luna Star. The blonde escort who got dragged in with her already split, leaving Kat naked after La Luna rode both their faces and took the clothes. Once it gets dark Kat slips outside, bare-ass naked, following voices to a cramped concrete room. La Luna's yelling in Spanish at a brunette tied to a chair—has to be the Senator’s daughter, Abella Danger—making her read some ransom note for Mexican prisoners. Abella’s panicking, offering money, then clocking La Luna eyeing her big tits. She flips the script fast: “Use me, just let me go.” La Luna has her lieutenant, Tori, untie Abella and stand watch. Skirt hiked, no panties, La Luna plants her smooth pussy on Abella’s mouth. Abella goes at it like her life depends on it—tongue flicking, fingers pumping—until La Luna squirts down her chin and tits. Next La Luna yanks Abella’s pants off, shoves her flat, and grinds on her, sucking those fat nipples while she fingers the brunette raw. Abella cums loud, soaking the floor, then La Luna sits on her face again, drenching her in another gush. Right then she spots Kat frozen in the doorway, eyes wide, pussy probably dripping.