Art And Anal

Emily shows up to the shoot tanned from Spain, still warm from the sun. Alberto watches her move in front of the lens, her skin catching the light. He hands her a box before she even drops her bag. Inside sits a small steel plug, cool and smooth. She turns it over once, then meets his eyes. The camera clicks again. She pulls her shorts down, bends at the waist, and works the metal in slow until it sits snug between her cheeks. Her breath gets shorter. He steps closer, lets her taste him while the plug stays buried. She slides down, mouth open, sucking his balls one at a time until they shine. He turns her, pulls the plug free, and slides straight into her ass. She gasps but pushes back, taking every inch. When he’s close, she spins, wraps her lips around him again, tasting herself on his cock. She swallows him down, throat working, then laps at his balls one last time as he empties across her tongue. She keeps sucking until he softens, spit and come slick on her chin.