Teach Me Anal

Ana Foxxx sits still while his hands work across her back. Her breath slows, then catches. She leans into the touch. Jean’s fingers slip lower, press deeper. She doesn’t stop him. Her skin warms under every pass. She turns, meets his eyes, and her mouth opens on a quiet sound. He steps close. She sinks to her knees, palms sliding up his thighs, tongue tasting him first, slow and careful, then deeper. His hand rests on her hair, steady, guiding. She takes him until her throat tightens, then pulls off, lips wet, breath rough. He draws her up, turns her, hands firm on her hips. He works one finger, then two, into her tight heat, coaxing her open. She moans, pushes back. He lines up and presses in, slow, filling her inch by inch until she shakes. When he pulls out she drops, takes him straight into her mouth again, tasting him on her tongue. He flips her onto her back, pushes inside her pussy now, strokes deep until her walls grip him hard. He holds still, lets it build, then fucks back into her ass, steady and deep. He comes inside her, fills her until she drips, and she stays open, taking every drop.