Introducing Alessa Savage

Alessa Savage has an itch to scratch. Shes never seen me in action but shes heard all about me and wants, needs, to find out if its true. Ive been with a lot of guys who THINK theyre like him she says in her interview but theyre never as hardcore as they think they are. Andy asks her how she reckons Im going to be with her. She reckons Im going to be a bastard. Hopes too I can see it in her eyes. Theyre saying Ive never been fucked rough enough and I want you to give it to me hard. Which makes the fact that shes a beautiful impish pale whisper of a thing even more erotic but it gets better. The bitch is twisted. She loves watching porn where the girl looks like shes not enjoying it. She loves getting throat controlled. And most of all she loves to retch. So of course having done our research and found this out already we decide to build the scene around it. Cue Alessa as Andys new neighbour sitting out on the roof in her bikini gently weeping and prodding her larynx with an orange lollipop. Polite enquiries reveal that shes just broken up with a boyfriend whose penis she was greatly enamoured of and is now mourning. Hence the retching. This is apparently making her feel better. Ever the gentleman I proffer my own erection to better soothe her woes and the bitch latches onto it like a puppy with a bone grabbing onto my hips and pulling me into her to gorge on my length. An appetite like that on a girl looking like that tends to trigger a reaction in me that I find hard to control and within a jiffy Im face fucking the little thing with reckless abandon making her gag intensely. It can only go one way after that. The following 40 minutes see me shag the living fuck out of her. Intense domination she gets the premier treatment and, bless her, actually responds by saying that This is the best fuck Ive ever had in my life. For some girls bastard really is best.