Backstage with Carla Cox

Carla's working the late shift at the bar. Dressed to kill in barely-there booty shorts and a tiny top she heads over to close the joint but grabs two leftover gents instead of a broom. Cute guys. Horny eyes. Harder cocks pressing their zippers. Before long she's got both of them squeezed side-by-side on the padded bench in the VIP, riding one thick dick down her pussy while the second guy spreads her cheeks and presses into her ass in a fat double penetration. Sweat-flashed, perky tits jiggling, Carla braces her palms on chair backs, takes every rigid inch and feels fresh liquid gush from her with each pistoning thrust, whole body shuddering as she squirts again and still again all over their thrusting shafts, drenching the couch, sucking noisy gasps of sheer filthy pleasure before she rides them even harder.