Ava Touch The Goal

Karlee Grey shows up in Manuel Ferrara’s hotel room already grinning at Ava Courcelle like they’re halfway to trouble. Bras come off in seconds, tongues trade spit, and wet fingers disappear between smooth, clenched thighs. When Manuel finally strolls in, the smirk on his face says he owns the place—and the two of them. He wastes no time. Cock out, heavy, and already twitching, he makes them trade turns on it. Mouths stretch, spit streams down chins, throats flex and gag. He manhandles their tits, slaps asses red, and uses every hole he wants. They ride, they moan, they tremble on his dick until he empties thick ropes across flushed skin. Both girls keep licking him clean like they’re starving.