These two cuties enjoy some wet and messy fun and our stud wakes up to a dream come true!
In a new scene for Fake Hostel by Fake Hub, two girls, Alyson Thor and Jayla De Angelis come back to their shared room, which, BTW poshest looking hostel I’ve ever seen, and find Michael Fly passed out sleeping. The two girls enjoy teasing and stripping each other down, trying to be quiet, but occasionally erupting into fits of giggles and moans. Jayla lays down on the edge of the bed where Michael’s sleeping and Alyson pulls aside her red panties to eat her out more thoroughly. Jayla gets pretty fucking loud, responding to all the things Alyson’s doing with her fingers and tongue and Michael is either still dead to the world, or pretending he doesn’t hear things so he can keep listening, but these girls are going at it while he’s right there, so I don’t think they’re really going to be shy about it even if he wakes up. They’re scissoring on the floor and playing with a toy that’s got a big vibe head and there’s lots of moans and screaming. We, the viewer, can see Michael waking up and watching, but the girls can’t, because they’re too into each other.
Until that is, they stand up and see his raging boner and they can’t resist jumping on that thing, Alyson going first in reverse cowgirl, and Jayla climbs up on top of the headboard and masturbates right over Michael’s face, watching her cute pale GF take a dick. The girls switch places and Jayla gyrates loudly and enthusiastically all over the dick riding him hard in cowgirl while Alyson plays some more with the vibrator. She takes a wide squat standing on the bed right over his face and we absolutely know what’s coming next. Michael is fairly waterboarded by a torrent of squirt that issues forth from Alyson’s twat and then moves to fuck her in spoon with his hand around her neck and Jayla getting a close-up view of the action and also spends some time licking Michael’s nuts while he’s inside Alyson. There are three super hot and horny people here and you should definitely watch every last filthy second.