Drop Your Pants

Texas Patti drops to her knees like she’s done this before, pulls Axel’s sweats down and gets straight to work. Her mouth wraps around that big dick without hesitation, sliding down until her lips meet her fingers, throat making wet sounds every time she bobs. Axel leans back on the couch, still pissed off from the breakup, but his hips twitch when she moans around his cock like she actually wants it. She takes him deeper, gags once, laughs through the spit, then goes back down harder. Every sloppy suck says the same thing: you’re done getting dumped. You’re getting taken care of now.