Strap On Dana

Avi perches on her knees, cheeks spread. Dana kneels behind her, tongue working slow circles until the tight hole relaxes and glistens. A moment later Dana straightens, straps the thick silicone cock around her hips, and presses the head to the same spot. One steady push and the shaft sinks in, inch after greedy inch. Avi moans, low and guttural, fingers clutching the sheets. Dana sets a hard rhythm, breasts swaying with each thrust, hips slapping against Avi’s ass. She pauses only to lap at the stretched rim again before driving deeper, the toy curving to hit the spot that makes Avi tremble. Pleasure coils fast. Avi comes first, a sharp cry muffled against the pillow, then Dana follows, grinding the base of the harness against her own clit until she shakes. They catch their breath, connected and slick, ready for another round.