Anal Action

Heat curled like smoke in the room. Bella Rolland had Bunny Madison bent over, ass up, cheeks spread wide. Every inch of that shaft disappeared between taut skin. Bella drove deeper, harder, wet flesh slapping. Bunny gasped through clenched teeth, her back arched as each thrust split her open. Their mouths crashed together between strokes, tongues desperate and spit-slicked. Bella’s hand snapped down again, leaving red prints across Bunny’s quivering ass. Each thrust punched a moan from her lungs. Sweat dripped down Bella’s spine. She didn’t slow. She pinned her hips and buried herself to the hilt every time. Bunny begged with her body, pushing back for more, slick running down her thighs. It wasn’t gentle. It was filthy, raw and relentless, and they kept going, shaking, gasping, lost in the grind.