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Blonde bombshell Monique Alexander is a nude model for shy artist Tony De Sergio who has been having naughty fantasies about her. Well in today’s premium Penthouse porn scene, the lucky stud’s fantasies starts to cum true when the banging hot babe takes his hands and places them on her luscious tits. It ends up even better than the artist could have even imagined with an amazing blowjob, licking of her sweet pussy, and fucking his muse every which way until he unleashes his load all over her.

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