Anal Training of Emmy Lee

Sometimes things happen without any special reason. Emmy steps into the room, brunette hair falling loose across her shoulders. The man waits, cock already stiff. She drops to her knees, wraps her lips around him, and takes him deep. Slow, wet pulls turn hungry. Saliva runs down her chin. She keeps going until her mouth glistens and his shaft shines. He turns her around, bends her over. One slick finger circles her rim, pushes inside, works her open. Two fingers follow. She breathes through it, hips rocking back. When he lines up his cock and presses, her body gives. Inch by inch she takes him. The stretch burns, then blooms into something hotter. She moans through every thrust, fingers gripping the sheets. He fucks her ass steady and deep. She pushes back to meet him, greedy for more. The rhythm tightens. He pulls out just in time, strokes himself fast, and paints her face with thick ropes across her lips and cheek. She stays on her knees, eyes half-lidded, cum dripping down her skin.