"Oh, don't worry about feeling warm just now." The man said, then reaching down to brush her head's back, another hand holding his shaft up and steady at her mouth, pulling on Maria's head to guide her mouth over the cock. The hard shaft firm and rigid, and with its own share of smell and taste, pushing ahead at the woman's mouth. Grasping to Maria's hair firmly, the man began to thrust, one hand on the shaft holding it near the base, thrusting in her mouth some way, the fist keeping it from all pushing in at once just yet, but nonetheless, he made no attempt to hide that he was simply putting her mouth to use as she was leaned over, pushing the firm shaft's head against her tongue and the top of her mouth roughly.<br/><br/>Behind her, the other man's hands left her hips for a moment, but only for a short moment. This peace was broken by a rough poke against her womanhood's lips, a man's hand roughly pulling one of her thighs up and to the side. Other hand reaching to rub her pussy's lips a bit harshly, kneading them and parting them slightly to see her, perhaps examine her like possession rather than person. That hot throbbing shaft brushing against her slit's lips roughly still alongside the fingers, the hand actually tapping its tip against her a few times before pulled back, the fellow perhaps leaning ahead to look.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, the seemed on having her to themselves then and there, one already seeking to fill her mouth, another's fingers roughly rubbing her slit's lips looking at her to see his 'prize'.