Alexis Diamonds

Man, I slaved away for that psych degree, not to listen to whiners dump their drama on my couch every damn day. But this new client, Derek Skeeter, walks in all dreamy-eyed, saying chicks only chase him for the monster bulge straining his jeans. Well, curiosity's a bitch, and with my hubby ghosting me in the bedroom, I figured I'd slap him with some karma while chasing my BBC addiction. I cranked up the flirt game on Derek, and boom—we're tangled on the couch. Had to check the hype myself, so I dove in and yanked out his throbbing black beast. Knew I'd get canned if my red lips even grazed that thick, juicy shaft, but screw it—I slurped down as much as my throat could take till my dripping slit screamed for action. Eased him in nice and slow; hubby's puny white prick ain't even close to this stud's girth. Finally, that young black rod's buried balls-deep in my hungry milf pussy. Derek pounds away, splitting my soaked lips till I crave it up my ass. No begging needed—he rams his ebony python into my tight hole, balls slapping my clit while I clench down hard, milking every inch.