Saving Her Ass

Charlotte lied. She told that guy she’s an anal expert, but the truth is she’s barely touched the territory. Panic sets in, so she calls Lauren. The redhead shows up with a sleek black tote and a wicked little smile. First plug is slim, almost polite. Charlotte bends over the couch and Lauren works it in slow, watching that tight ring give way. Each new plug stretches her more, leaves her gasping, cheeks flushed. When the last one sits snug and heavy inside her, Lauren swaps it for the dildo—thick, veined, impossible to ignore. She presses the blunt head against Charlotte’s slick hole, easing it deeper with steady, patient pressure until Charlotte is full, trembling, and finally ready for anything her date might want.