Anal Inferno: A Backdoor sensation

Ass fetish

I find myself in the company of a dominant stud, his bulging package promising an anal adventure to remember. My slutty senses are tingling.

He doesn’t mess around—straight to the point, like a good boy. A thick finger is forced into my waiting ass, stretching me open like the filthy whore I am.

I moan, my filthy mouth begging for more. He obliges, adding another finger, stretching me further. The anticipation of that thick cock is torture—yet so exhilarating!

Then, finally, the moment of truth. He rams his massive pole into my backdoor, and I see stars. The stretch is unimaginable, but the pain only heightens the pleasure.

He fucks me hard, each thrust a promise of degradation. I’m his anal whore, and he uses me accordingly. My hole is on fire, yet I crave more.

Rough hands grab my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. The sight of my pink little rosebud must have been enticing—he goes in for the kill.

His cock stays stubbornly rooted in my ass, each pump accompanied by a string of curse words from both of us. The sweat drips, mixing with other fluids on the bed.

And just when I think I can’t take any more, he emptying his balls deep into my ass. The warm jizz a perfect lubricant, a sign of our nasty affair.

I’ve reached new lows, and I bloody love it! Another successful ass-fucking mission—my hole gapes proudly, ready for the next willing stud.

You nasty fuckers better appreciate this!

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