Anal Massage

Henessy lay face-down on Bruno's table and let the towel fall away. Her skin already looked flushed where the fabric had pressed too long. Bruno's hands settled low on her back first, then slid lower, thumbs pressing into the curve of her ass with deliberate pressure that drew a small sound from her throat. She shifted, hips tilting up just enough to invite him deeper. His fingertips found the tight ring of muscle and lingered, rubbing slow circles until the muscle eased open under the oil. She gasped and pushed back, seeking more. Bruno answered the silent request with one slick finger sliding inside, then another, working her open while her thighs trembled. She turned onto her back, pulled him closer by the waistband of his pants, and took him into her mouth. Wet sounds filled the room as she sucked him hard, cheeks hollowing, eyes flicking up to watch his face. When he pulled away, glistening, she rolled over again, offering the same entrance now aching to be filled. Bruno pressed the head of his cock to her ass and eased in, inch by inch, until his hips met her cheeks. He fucked her slowly at first, then harder, driving deep until she clenched around him and cried out. At the last moment he pulled free, stroked himself twice, and finished across her face, come striping her lips and lashes. She licked a drop from the corner of her mouth, smiling like she had known exactly what she came for.