Anal Lessons, Scene #04

Christy Mack steps in. Busty. Tattooed. Mouth set in a smirk like she already knows she’s trouble. The guy doesn’t ask. He just bends her over and spreads those meaty cheeks, tongue drilling straight into her puckered hole. He works it raw until it flowers open, then flattens his tongue up her bare slit and keeps going until her hips jerk and a low moan slips out. Next, the cold chrome of a speculum. He winds it open, stretching her, a dark wet ring gaping at him. Satisfied, he peels his pants down and shoves his cock past her lips. Christy takes him in one smooth swallow, lips dragging, eyes up, drool already sliding down her chin. When he flips her again, it’s straight to the main event. No teasing. One hard push and he’s inside her ass, thrusting deep enough to make the meat bounce. Christy groans into the couch cushion, taking every inch until her hole’s a sloppy mess. When he’s close he pulls out, slaps the heavy tip against her tongue and pumps a thick, hot load straight down her throat. She swallows. Looks up like it still isn’t enough.