Alina Lopez: In Need Of A Big-Cock

Alina Lopez is losing her mind — she's horny, neglected, and Latina as hell. She needs dick the size of her forearm, so she opens the door for Isiah Maxwell, already dripping down her thighs. She drops straight to her knees and slobbers all over that heavy black cock like she's starving for it, spit running down her chin, strings connecting her lips to his balls. Talk gets filthy the second he's inside her. She’s cussing, moaning, pleading while his shaft hammers her tight pussy raw. Then he flips her, spreads those cheeks and tongues that little wrinkled hole till her legs shake. Alina gasps into his mouth when he’s kissing her, tastes like spit and pussy, like sin. He pounds deeper every thrust, her round ass wobbling like jelly while he wrecks her from behind. She slips underneath, palms his sack, nurses the length down her throat till tears streak her mascara. Isiah gives it right back — holds her face steady and paints it with thick, hot ropes, glazing her lips, her lashes, until cum drips off her chin in sticky ropes.