The air hung thick with anticipation, a humid pre-storm tension mirrored in Dee's eyes. Mike Adriano's presence filled the room, a palpable masculine energy that made her already wet pussy throb. She knelt before him, the plush carpet a stark contrast to the rawness about to unfold. Her hands, manicured and delicate, traced the hard ridge beneath his denim, a silent promise of what was to come.
He gripped her hair, not roughly, but with a possessive intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "You ready for this, Dee?" he growled, his voice a low rumble against her ear. She nodded, the word caught in her throat, her eyes fixed on the bulge straining against his jeans. It had been too long since she'd felt this kind of raw, primal hunger.
He yanked her to her feet, his gaze sweeping over her body, lingering on the curve of her breasts straining against her silk top, the swell of her hips, the promise of her big ass. With a practiced hand, he unbuttoned her jeans, letting them pool at her feet, revealing the lace panties clinging to her dripping ass. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic, pulling them down slowly, deliberately, exposing her to his hungry eyes.
He spread her cheeks, revealing the glistening pink rosebud of her anal gape. He leaned in, his tongue tracing the delicate folds, sending electric jolts through her. A moan escaped her lips, a mixture of pleasure and anticipation. She craved his ass licking, his insistent pressure. "More," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. He obliged, his tongue delving deeper, teasing, tormenting, until she was writhing in his grip.
With a swift motion, he turned her around, bending her over the nearby table. Her hands gripped the edge, knuckles white, as he prepared to invade her. He coated his thick cock with saliva, then positioned himself at her entrance. The initial push was met with resistance, a searing pain that quickly gave way to a burning pleasure as he forced his way inside. He began to pump, slow and deliberate at first, stretching her tight anal muscles. Dee bit her lip, her body arching with each thrust. The pace quickened, the rhythm intensifying until she was screaming his name.
He paused for a moment, his breath hot on her neck. "You like that, you anal slut?" he asked, his voice thick with lust. She nodded furiously, tears streaming down her face. He gripped her hips, slamming into her with renewed vigor. The room spun, the world narrowed to the feeling of his cock burying itself deep inside her. This anal destruction was exactly what she needed.
As he felt himself nearing the edge, he pulled out, aiming for her open mouth. "Swallow it, MILF pornstar," he commanded, and Dee obeyed, eagerly sucking his cock as he unloaded his mouth creampie down her throat.
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Mike Adriano