Blonde streaks run through her dark hair as she kneels on the counter, thighs splayed wide for his mouth. The black guy’s tongue works her clit slow and deliberate while she arches back, fingers digging into the counter edge. Switches fast to her bent over the counter, ass up, skirt hiked up as he pounds from behind. His heavy balls slap against her skin with each deep stroke while she gasps between clenched teeth. Flipped on her back, legs hooked over his shoulders, she takes it raw until her nails scratch the countertop and her mascara runs.