Anal Training of Lisa Luv

Her red hair catches the light like cut rubies. She has the kind of lips that beg to be kissed, skin pale and smooth as alabaster, and a tight little asshole that’s about to learn its place. Her name is Lisa Luv. She starts on her knees, mouth wrapped around a thick cock, taking it deep until her eyes water. Spit runs down her chin. She looks up with that wide-eyed, cock-drunk stare every redhead seems to own. When she pulls off, strings of saliva stretch from her lips to the head, and she smiles like she knows what’s next. They bend her over. A slick finger works into her ass, slow at first, then faster, stretching her open. She gasps, pushes back, asking for more without words. The finger becomes two, then the fat head of his cock presses against her. She takes it inch by inch, face buried in the sheets, toes curling. He fucks her ass with steady, deep strokes until her moans turn ragged. When he pulls out she’s gaping, pink and twitching. He flips her onto her back, fucks her throat again, then paints her pretty face with thick ropes of cum. She licks her lips, smiling through the mess.