"Let me taste you, Michael," Beauty Flavor purrs, her tongue flickering out to lick the pre-cum beading at the tip of his engorged cock. Hardcore Michael groans, his hands tangling in her hair as she takes him deep into her throat. Meanwhile, she grinds her ass against the firm, ripe mangoes, their sweet scent filling the air. Michael can't resist any longer, he spins her around and buries his face in her pussy, lapping at her nectar like a starving man. Beauty moans, her fingers clawing at the wooden crate beneath her, as Michael replaces his tongue with his massive cock, fucking her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together like wet, hungry mouths.