Alexis Fawx

Sleepy Codey Steel wanted his dick down Alexis Fawx's throat so bad he dreamt about it. That tight, shiny-lipped MILF dropped to her knees, wrapped those full lips around his shaft and worked it wet, head bobbing like she wanted every inch. Thick spit trailed down her chin while her tongue curled under his head with each stroke. When he busted, thick ropes painted her cheeks and forehead, sliding over her pretty face until she licked the corner of her mouth and smirked like she’d just won something.