Alanna Thomas

So get this, real couple, ten years in the sheets and still looking to get wrecked. Thirty-seven-year-old Alanna steps in front of her husband knowing she’s about to get run through. Camera rolls, three thick black dicks step up, and she drops to her knees like it’s payday. First cock rams the back of her throat, makes her eyes water, strings of spit swinging down her chin. She chokes, giggles, opens wider for the next one. Guy grips her hair, pumps, slaps his balls on her chin, then pulls out and paints her tongue with hot, thick cum so fast she has to swallow twice before she can grin. Husband watches, cock already leaking, barely a minute in. Round two: the next bull yanks her up, bends her over the bed and pounds straight into that married pussy. She’s loud, sloppy, saying all kinds of filthy shit while her man holds her hand like a lifeline. Right before she cums another load splatters across her lips and she opens wide, slurps it down like nectar. Third time the camera just stays on her face. Thick ropes shoot across tongue, teeth, gums. It runs, she swirls, gulps loud so the mic picks it up. When the last drip falls she licks it off her lower lip, looks straight into hubby’s eyes and smiles with a belly full of three different loads. The whole scene ends with him still hard, empty, and her already texting Dogfart for next weekend’s crew.