Latina Fire: Alexa Tomas Devours My Cock in Sticky Bedroom Bliss

The air in the penthouse bedroom was thick, heavy with the musk of sweat and expensive perfume. Alexa, that fucking Spanish goddess, had me pinned beneath her, her dark, wet pussy slick against my straining cock. Her hands gripped my hips like they owned me, pulling my hips down until the head of my dick slammed deep into her slick folds. The sound—a wet, sucking *schluck*—was driving me insane. She leaned down, her breath hot and smelling faintly of lime and desire against my ear. “Mierda, you taste so fucking good,” she growled, her tongue flicking out to trace the ridge of my shaft. I groaned, burying my face in the curve of her neck, feeling the jiggle of her massive tits above us. She tilted her pelvis up, inviting deeper penetration, her nails digging in just enough to bruise. “Fuck me harder!” she demanded, her hips bucking with primal rhythm. I drove into that tight velvet hole, feeling the internal grip squeeze every inch. “Take my cock deep, Alexa!” I gasped, watching her eyes darken with pure animal hunger. She arched again, a needy moan escaping her throat as she felt the thick pressure of my balls against her clit. “Cum inside me! Breed me, papi!”