Getting What I Want With Anal

Anissa shows Mick what she brings to the table. She slides onto his lap, bare tits heavy, and guides his hands over them. He squeezes, thumbs flicking her nipples, and her head tips back. Heat builds between her thighs, so she stands, turns, and bends over the desk. Her heels lock her in place while Mick works lube over her asshole, slow circles, pressing one finger, then two. She breathes out, steady, as he opens her. When she’s slick he lines up and pushes inside. Inch by inch, her ring gives, then takes him to the root. He pulls back until only the head stays, then drives in again, deeper. She reaches back and spreads herself, showing the stretch. Mick keeps the pace even, hips rolling, cock dragging against every tight ring. Her big tits swing with each thrust. He grips her waist, thrusts harder, and her hole clings. He eases out, watches the gape close, then sinks back in. Anissa pushes back to meet him, heels steady on the floor. Mick’s pace grows heavier, each stroke bottoming out. She feels the deep burn turn into a throb she chases. When he’s all the way in again, she clenches, holding him there, and his low sound tells her she has the deal locked.