Mark Davis and Jenaveve Jolie

Jenaveve stands there like trouble waiting to happen—dark hair, tight body, all that pretty skin begging for something it’s never had. Mark doesn’t waste time. He straps the ball between her teeth, cinches it tight, and watches her jaw flex around the rubber. She’s dripping already, first taste of real fear mixing with heat. He bends her over, works lube into that untouched ring with two thick fingers until she’s breathing hard through her nose. Then he lines up, pushes, and starts forcing that thick cock past the tight muscle. Jenaveve bucks, makes these raw, wet sounds around the gag while he sinks deeper, stretching her open inch by inch. He doesn’t give her room to think. Just keeps feeding it to her, slow and mean, until her ass is full and her thighs are shaking. Every thrust knocks another muffled cry out of her. She wanted to know what it felt like. Now she does.