Her First Anal Strap On Experience

Gina Valentina told the camera she’d never taken a strap-on in her ass before, but she wanted it tonight. Olive listened, hands already tracing Gina’s curves. They started kissing—slow at first, then desperate. The heat turned contagious. We rolled. Olive buckled the leather harness low on her hips, the black silicone dick gleaming between her thighs. She eased Gina onto her stomach, spread her cheeks, and pressed the head against that tight little ring. Gina gasped and pushed back. Inch by inch, Olive slid in until her pelvis met warm, round flesh. She fucked with steady, rolling strokes, then flipped Gina onto her back and took her ankles to her shoulders. Each thrust punched a moan out of Gina’s throat. Olive folded over her, mouths locked, tongues slick. Gina’s fingers clawed at Olive’s back as she came, body locking around the shaft still buried inside her. Olive kept driving through the spasms until Gina’s thighs shook and the second orgasm tore through her. When Olive finally pulled out, Gina reached down, stroked the wet silicone, and pulled her back in for another deep kiss.