Where were you

Allie waits in the dark. Door clicks. Markus steps inside. “Where the hell were you?” she snaps, voice low and sharp. He does not answer with words. He grabs her by the throat and pushes her to her knees. Belt undone, cock already hard. Allie opens wide, gagging the second it hits the back of her throat. Spit runs down her chin in heavy ropes. Markus fists her blonde hair, driving deeper, holding her nose to his stomach until her eyes water and her gag reflex fights. She takes it, choking, throat tightening around him. He pulls out, strings of drool stretch between lips and shaft, then slams back in. Faster. Rougher. Her mascara streaks. Markus grunts, hips jerking. Hot pulses hit her tongue, then he pulls free and paints her face, thick streaks landing across cheeks and lips. She stays on her knees, chest heaving, face glazed and glistening in the low light. 2020 scene with Allie Nicole and Markus Dupree, raw and direct.