Vergara's verga twitches as Amiga's eager, inexperienced hands struggle to stroke it. "Mamando, si?" he teases, pushing her head down. She takes him in her mouth, tentative at first, but soon finding a rhythm. Vergara's grunts fill the room, encouraging her. He grabs her hair, guiding her, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't stop. Vergara's body tenses, and with a final thrust, he fills her mouth with his hot cum.