Becca went from simple moans into Larissa to full on whimpers as the hard plastic fucking in her pussy went deeper and more forcefully. Being fucked in this position from behind had become her favourite ever since that night in Montreal when Xavi had first introduced it to her on the hotel bed. Becca wanted to more fully voice her approval, but her head was clamped fully by the Colombian's strong legs. Not that she was really upset. It just kept her focused on her second greatest desire at this moment; the oral pleasure of Larissa.<br/><br/>What Becca lacked in experience she made up in enthusiasm. Darting her tongue in and out quickly before teasing it around and around the hardened clit, before repeating the cycle. Then pressing her lips more fully against Larissa's lips and then readily opening and closing her mouth while continuing to lick and slurp. Becca lays herself down on her breasts while keeping her ass high. Extending her arms around the thighs squeezing her head, Becca puts her hands blindly on the caramel brown skin of Larissa, stroking at tummy, hips and trying to reach for breasts.