Happy Birthday, You Crazy Fuck, Part Two

Elise’s pupils blow wide. She climbs onto Steve, thighs braced around his waist, and grinds down on the rubber-covered bulge between his legs. The latex squeaks with every roll of her hips. She leans in, grabs the long hose, shoves the fat dildo end into herself, and guides the other end between his lips. Every breath he takes now drags her scent straight down his throat. She rides the moment harder, knuckles white on his shoulders, breath short and jagged, until the climax rips through her like a live wire. Her whole body locks, legs shaking, pussy pulsing around the toy that feeds him. She doesn’t let go. She presses deeper, keeping him sealed to her scent while she rides out every aftershock, eyes locked on his.