Alexa, the insatiable lust-bucket, is back, this time surrendering her mouth to a relentless pounding. Her makeup smudges as she takes the pounding, her mascara running down her cheeks in rivulets. He pushes her head down, his grip tightening, his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag. She looks up at him, her eyes watering, but she doesn't stop. She wants more. He obliges, his pace quickening, his breath coming in short gasps. With a final thrust, he pulls out, his seed splattering onto her waiting face, dripping down her neck, marking her as his. She smiles, licking her lips, already craving more.