Curves and anal

Julie walks into the studio. She knows the photographer is watching her every step. Jean Val Jean keeps the camera at his hip and the smile to himself. She drops the robe. Dark skin, heavy breasts, a strip of dark hair between her legs. He lifts the camera, shoots once, twice. She turns and bends over a low table so the lens can see the full curve of her ass. He moves closer. His fingers trace the skin just above the cleft, then slide between. She pushes back. His middle finger sinks into her asshole, slow and sure. She breathes through it, hips rocking. When his hand comes away, she turns and takes his cock in her mouth. She tastes the same hand on his skin. He fucks her throat until she has to catch air. Then he lines up behind her again. This time his cock pushes past the tight ring. She stays still, lets him work in. Every stroke drags out and pushes back in. He reaches under, cups one heavy breast, squeezes. Her breath hitches. He pulls out, cock wet, and feeds it back into her mouth. She sucks him clean. He turns her again, puts her on her back on the table. He sinks into her ass once more, steady strokes that never speed up. When he finally comes, he stays buried deep. Warmth fills her. He pulls out, watches it leak. She stays open for the last shots, legs parted, chest rising. He lowers the camera. She smiles at the lens.