Anal Workout

Fourk cameras find Paige Owens on a sunlit mat, stretching slow. Emily Willis kneels behind her, tongue already pushing past the curve of those cheeks. She eats until Paige’s back arches, fingers gripping rubber, and then slides two slick digits into a hole never taken by a woman. The stretch is blunt and immediate. Paige gasps, shudders, begs. Emily answers by burying her whole face again, eating like it’s last call. She climbs on, sits on Paige’s mouth, and rides until her thighs shake while the same fingers sink back inside. Face buried, Paige comes once hard and wet, and Emily keeps moving—slow grind, sudden thrust—pushing the blonde over again without ever leaving that tight ass. Every thrust is deliberate. Every whimper earned. When Paige finally creams a second time, the only sound left is breath against skin and the faint wet click of lube and flesh giving way.