Anal Love Potion

Dr. Pistol can't get his wife Alana Cruise to take it in the ass, so he ties her up and stuffs her in the closet while he mixes his Anal Love Potion. He says it's about freeing her secret wants. Maybe he's right. The potion slides down her throat and everything changes fast. Up in the attic the ropes bite into her skin. A vibrator buzzes hard against her pussy. A blue plug sits snug in her ass, stretching her for what comes next. He swings the flogger across her tits and slaps her cheeks pink. She starts to beg. Please fuck my ass. She drops to her knees, rope framing those full breasts, and swallows his cock to the root. Spit runs down her chin while her nipples brush the air. When she can't wait another second he flips her onto her back, legs spread wide. The zapper kisses her skin, then he sinks into her pussy first, teasing. Clamps bite from clit to tongue and she shudders, still pleading for the main event. He hands her the vibrator, lines up, and drives straight into her ass. She takes every inch, hole clenching and winking. The Hitachi finds her clit and he wraps a hand around her throat while he pounds her open. She cums hard, loud, over and over, squirting around the toy. He doesn't stop until he's ready, pulling out to paint her face with thick ropes. She licks her lips clean. The potion worked.