Anal Paradise

Valentina Ricci turns toward Charlie Dean in a lace set that barely contains her tits. She peels the bra away first, and her heavy breasts settle free. Charlie reaches for them, rolling the soft weight in his palms, but her hands are already busy with his belt. She frees his cock and sinks to her knees without ceremony, lips stretching around the thick head. Her tongue works the underside as she takes more of him, slow and wet. Saliva slips down the shaft and gathers at the base while she pushes deeper. He threads his fingers through her hair and pumps once, twice, before he lifts her and turns her around. She plants both palms on the edge of the bed and arches, pushing the full curve of her ass toward him. He tugs the thong aside. The head of his cock presses where she’s tightest, and with a steady roll of his hips he slides inside. Valentina’s mouth falls open. She grips the sheets as he sinks deeper, inch by deliberate inch, stretching her rim until his hips settle flush against her. He holds there, lets her breathe, then draws back and drives forward again. The pace builds, the slap of skin growing sharper each time his pelvis meets her. Her tits swing beneath her, and Charlie catches one, squeezing the heavy flesh while he fucks her harder. When he pulls out, the ring of her ass pulses, already wanting him back. He pushes in again, deeper this time, and Valentina answers with a low moan that climbs as he picks up speed. He reaches under her, fingers finding her clit, rubbing in quick circles until her legs start to shake. The rhythm stays relentless. He pulls her upright, one hand at her throat, the other still working between her thighs, and keeps driving into her ass until she comes with a broken cry. Only then does he let himself go. He slips free, strokes his cock a few times, and spills hot streaks across the flushed skin of her lower back.