| Soleil Hughes is a lady of the evening but don't hold her to a schedule. She'll suck your dick during the day also. It looks like Soleil is having a bad afternoon judging from the filthy talk that's rolling off her tongue while she strolls the pavement as our show begins. Miss Hughes might want to find a new mack daddy and be that guy's bitch because her current manager Mr. Hug E. Bear is not fulfilling her needs. Until then, she'll be strolling and trolling the streets for fresh man-meat. A car pulls up and the driver says he needs directions. Now Soleil is not falling for his bull. "Are you looking for a dead end job or a blow job?" she flirts, sticking her tits out of the top of her tight dress and plopping them over his open car window. "I might as well forget about my job," her new client admits after eyeballing her big tits and has Soleil hop into his wheels. They head off to her favorite hooker motel and Soleil offers him his choices on the menu. He goes for the whole dining experience and she begins by giving him the sloppiest, noisiest cock sucking he's had in a long time. Soleil lays back in bed, fingers rubbing her cunt while he stands by her mouth and feeds her man-pipe. By the time he's spent his dime, he'll have rammed the fucking shit out of the nastiest, sluttiest streetwalker he's ever picked-up and he'll cum away with precious memories of why he never showed for his job interview. Now he's hooked on hookers. |
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