Alexa Nova vs Jason Michaels

Alexa Nova had beaten bigger men without breaking a sweat, so she figured Jason Michaels would be easy. She was wrong. Jason spends every day on the mats, and it shows in every lock, every shift of weight. Alexa still fights dirty with those legs, twisting and clamping down until the air leaves his lungs, but Jason keeps finding angles she can't close. They go all three rounds. Judges call it for him. He cuffs her wrists behind her back and the game changes. Alexa can't block, can't push away. Jason spreads her, works her tight hole open, fucks it deep while she grits her teeth and takes it. When he pulls out he aims lower, stripes her pretty feet and painted toes with thick ropes of cum that drip between her toes and down her arches.