It was cold out but Nicoly Mattos was up. Wearing nothing but a hoodie and a beanie — with her pussy out — she made it clear she needed to be fucked right there. The way she spread herself, wet and ready, was an open invitation I couldn’t ignore. I slid in deep, fucking her while she moaned softly, begging for more with every thrust. Her hoodie riding up, the beanie still on, and her juices dripping down her thighs. With Nicoly, there’s no waiting — just raw, wet, hungry sex, even in the cold. Another real, filthy fuck the Casal Mattos way.