Mark Wood face fucks India Summers and adjusts her cocky attitude

India Summer struts in like she owns the room, bragging about her mouth. Mark Wood yanks her off that pedestal fast. He has her strung up in a backbend, feet off the floor, head hanging, already helpless. His fat cock slams past her lips and straight down her throat, no warm-up, no mercy. Every thrust makes her gag, spit running into her eyes while the ropes hold her wide open. He fists her soaked cunt, twisting deep, and she shudders, cumming so hard her body jerks against the suspension. Next the ropes flip her, ass high, face low, and he crops her wet pussy until it swells and burns. The Hitachi lands right on the raw spot, grinding until she’s howling and dripping onto the floor. Finally the rig turns her sideways, still off the ground, and he keeps skull-fucking her until he decides he’s finished using that cocky mouth. She never touches the floor the whole time.