Layla Jenner opens wide and takes Mick Blue's thick cock straight down her throat. No teasing, just raw thrusts that make her gag and drool down her chin. Mick grabs the back of her head, fucks her mouth like a sleeve, hips snapping forward while spit strings from her lips. She's choking on it, eyes watering, throat bulging with every deep push. He doesn't slow down. He just keeps driving in, using her, loving how tight and wet she feels around him. Layla's hands clutch his thighs, nails digging in, but she never pulls away. She moans around his cock like she needs this kind of treatment. The wet, sloppy sounds fill the room as he rails her face, stretching her throat over and over until tears streak her makeup. Every thrust deeper, every gag louder. He groans, tilts his head back, and pounds that warm mouth like he owns it.
Layla Jenner opens wide and takes Mick Blue's thick cock straight down her throat. No teasing, just raw thrusts that make her gag and drool down her chin. Mick grabs the back of her head, fucks her mouth like a sleeve, hips snapping forward while spit strings from her lips. She's choking on it, eyes watering, throat bulging with every deep push. He doesn't slow down. He just keeps driving in, using her, loving how tight and wet she feels around him. Layla's hands clutch his thighs, nails digging in, but she never pulls away. She moans around his cock like she needs this kind of treatment. The wet, sloppy sounds fill the room as he rails her face, stretching her throat over and over until tears streak her makeup. Every thrust deeper, every gag louder. He groans, tilts his head back, and pounds that warm mouth like he owns it.
