Anal-Hungry MILF Gets Special Massage

Anissa Kate walks in slow. Her robe drops. Big tits out, bare, dark hair down her back. She lies face-down. Vince Karter spreads warm oil across her back. His palms drag heavy over her shoulders, then lower. He works the curve of her ass, thumbs pressing each cheek apart. One finger slips between. Anissa’s breath catches. He stays there, teasing that tight hole, never rushing. She spreads her legs wider. Oil runs down her crack. His fingertip circles again, slower now. She lifts her hips, asking. He pushes one slick finger inside. A low sound leaves her throat. He adds another. Stretching. Her bush presses into the towel. Vince keeps the rhythm steady, fucking her ass with his hand while she grinds back against it. When he pulls out she rolls over, tits shifting with the move. She reaches for his cock, pulls him closer, and takes him deep. Lips sealed, throat tight, she bobs until spit coats her chin. He grips her hair. Her eyes stay on his. She swallows him again, slower, making sure he feels every inch. He slides out, wet. She turns, gets on all fours. He lines up behind her. The head of his cock nudges her oiled hole, then sinks in. Inch by inch. She exhales sharp, then pushes back. He starts to thrust, steady, deep. Her tits swing beneath her. Oil glistens on her skin. She reaches back, spreads herself open for more. He grips her hips, fucks harder. She moans into the towel, voice raw. He pulls out, turns her. She kneels. Mouth open. He strokes once, twice. Hot cum lands on her tongue. She swallows, eyes half-closed, lips shiny.