In the confines of his thoughts, he envisioned how her warm, sun-kissed skin might react to his touch, much like the soft bun of his burger yielded to the gentle pressure of his hands. He wasted no time, pushing the speculum into her wet pussy, a gesture of his control over her. Anal sex Emma was caught in a whirlwind of sensations, completely under the doctor’s control and utterly consumed by the raw, primal desire that pulsed between them. Her figure, graced with curves that seemed to defy gravity, exuded sensuality in every graceful movement. Andrew Longfellow, his finger deeply embedded in her ass, his face dripping with the scent of her juices, he locked eyes with her from between her legs and spoke in a low, commanding tone, “You already are a slut, Emma. “Do you like my pinky in you tight asshole, Emma?”
The cold gel on his pinky made her jump, but no matter how tightly she clenched, her resistance was futile.
