Little Miss Fancy Pants

Flora Fairy stands barefoot in the doorway, a skinny blonde teen whose flat chest rises with every breath. Vincent Vegas watches her tiny fingers tug the elastic of her panties. She pushes them down her hips and they slide to the floor. Her voice comes out small but steady: “Please, I need you in my ass.” He steps closer. She turns, bends, and offers her pale, round backside. He spits on his fingers, opens her tight hole, then presses the blunt head of his cock against it. Flora pushes back, her small body taking him inch by inch until her cheeks rest flush against his hips. She moans, and the moan turns into a greedy whimper every time he pulls out and drives in again, stretching the same snug ring over and over. Her slender thighs shake; she reaches back to spread herself wider so he can sink deeper. He grabs her narrow waist, holding her in place while he fucks that tiny opening without mercy. Flora’s breath hitches, her little tits pressed to the cool surface of the table. Each thrust jolts through her frame, and she keeps begging, hoarse and desperate, for more.