Kirby was weakened of her mate yapping about the supreme time that she had at the fiesta, so she determined to practice it for herself and watch if it lived up to all the hype. When Kirby arrived she was greeted at the door by Michael. He asked for the password and after flashing her pointy bra-stuffers, access was instantly granted. Once inwards, Kirby unveiled her most personal sexual cravings. Briefly after, she found herself with a rod in her facehole. Michael pushed his nads down her hatch and she liked it. He then smashed her cock-squeezing cootchie all over the sofa and ultimately shot his blast on her pretty face.