Kendra Lust First Anal

Kendra has been seeing her psychiatrist for months. He has no idea she spends their sessions picturing herself dancing slow and low, peeling off her underwear piece by piece while his eyes follow. Today she finally tells him every inch of the fantasy. He leans in, kisses her hard, palms her full tits, runs his hands down her waist until he has her ass in both hands. His tongue finds her tight hole, circles it until she’s moaning and rubbing her clit in time with his licks. One slick finger slides in; her thighs shake, and she comes loud, wet, and sudden. They tear off what’s left of their clothes. She drops to her knees, takes his cock deep, working him with wet, experienced strokes. He bends her over the couch and thrusts straight into her pussy, hard and steady. Then he pulls out, pushes into her ass, stretching her open with each drive until she cries out again. She climbs on top, sinks her asshole down on him, riding until she shivers through another orgasm. He stands, strokes fast, and spills across her face and open mouth, leaving her breathless, already thinking about the next hour she can book.