Plow My Starfish

Stefanie kneels, eyes half-closed, lips stretched around Matt Bird’s cock. She works him deeper until spit runs down her chin and glistens on his shaft. When he’s slick enough, he turns her, spreads her cheeks, and pushes straight into her tight little starfish. The first thrust knocks a gasp out of her; the next pulls a moan that sounds almost grateful. She rocks back to meet him, voice rising every time he bottoms out. He keeps pounding, steady and hard, until he pulls free at the last second and stripes her smooth skin with thick ropes of cum.