In the wee hours, Scarlet Y and Carlos, both intoxicated, find themselves alone in the silent streets. Scarlet, her inhibitions lowered, grabs Carlos' crotch, feeling his hardness. She unzips him, hungrily sucking his cock, slurping and choking until he's rock hard. He lifts her dress, no panties, and enters her roughly from behind. Her big ass jiggles with each forceful thrust, her moans echoing in the night. She loves the public risk, the dirtiness of it all. He fucks her hard, the sound of their flesh slapping filling the air, until he can't hold back, pulling out to paint her back with his hot cum.