Tailored To His Needs

Lorenzo Viota called Violet Rilz in for a fitting, but she already knew what he wanted. She slips her clothes off and turns so he can admire the curve of her ass, those small natural tits barely moving when she breathes. A glint of silver catches the light on one nipple. Lorenzo doesn’t waste time. He drops to his knees, parts her cheeks, and starts with his fingers, working one inside her tight backdoor until her breath comes in short, hot bursts. She stays bent over the table, perfectly still while he presses deeper, testing how much she can take before he trades fingers for something thicker.