Anal Teen Angel Cherry

She looks sweet, almost shy. Cherry, this tiny blonde, hasn't been touched the way Arty plans to touch her. He pulls her close, slides his fingers into her mouth, then pushes her down until her lips stretch around him. She takes every inch, eyes watering, throat working. When he bends her over, Cherry tenses, but Arty presses in anyway, slow and steady, opening her tight little hole for the first time. She gasps, fingers clawing the sheets, yet the sting melts into heat fast. Each deep stroke comes harder, turning her whimpers into moans she can't hold back. When he finally pulls out and paints her pretty face, the smile on her lips says the fear has gone.