Spark in the Dark

When you think the well’s gone dry, Anita steps in with an ass that actually works. She bends for Arty, takes him deep and slow, then harder, letting every inch stretch her open until the room fills with the wet slap of skin. She moans, pushes back, keeps the rhythm greedy and steady. Arty slips out, wet and throbbing, and she drops straight to her knees, mouth open, taking his load across her tongue and cheek until it drips down her chin.