Carlos and Violet are a young couple who saw our advertisement online and want to fulfill Violet’s fantasy of getting fucked by another guy while her husband watches. Violet’s a porcelain skinned redhead with some nice medium sized cupcakes, a luscious bubble butt, and a furry fire crotch racing stripe pointing to her pretty pussy. Her entire look and demeanor screams perverted, cock-crazed slut, which she soon proves to be, as once our resident cock jockey Barry enters, she wastes little time unfurling his potent prick so she can display her oral artistry, which is quite profound. She sucks cock with the wolfish hunger of a cock-addicted slut junkie who truly loves to have her mouth filled with a big fat cock, a woman who truly loves her work. With his cock hard enough to break bricks, she mounts his mighty meat stick for a raucous ride in cowgirl, then reverse cowgirl, while Barry fires his meat missile up into her slut box with machine gun-like rapidity, making her squeal with delight as she frantically fingers her swollen clit, bringing herself to the first of many screaming, gut-wrenching orgasms, having an out-of-body religious experience in the process from the sounds of it. Realizing that this wanton wench loves being pounded hard and fast, he lays her in spoon while his pussy pulverizer drills her relentlessly with fanatical fervor, making her scream like a banshee in heat and cum like a bat out of hell. Continuing his carnal assault, Barry puts her in doggie so he can slam his stalwart steely shaft into her fiery strumpet’s stove like a jackhammer of lust, pounding her until she doesn’t seem to know whether she is cumming or going, as an endless torrent of orgasms cascade over her, carrying her off into a drug-like sexual reverie, looking happily dazed and confused, apparently having been fucked senseless. Having transported her into a state of delirious, decadent intoxication, drunk on the pleasure coursing through her, Barry decides to put her in missionary for the home stretch, plowing her garden of perverse passions as he works up to his own happy ending. She continues to moan, groan, and writhe under the influence of his potent power tool until he pulls out to spray paint her face with a tsunami of creamy white splooge, leaving her with a big, satisfied gooey smile on her face.