Anal Desire

Irina Bruni stands before him. Slim hips, black hair loose down her back. He steps close and wraps the blindfold over her eyes. Darkness drops in. She parts her lips for his cock, takes him deep, throat working, spit sliding down her chin. Her boots stay on when he spins her around, plants her hands on the table, spreads her ass. She stays bent, blind, boots planted, while he lines up and pushes inside her tight hole. Every thrust shoves her forward. She gasps, takes it, body shaking, the slap of skin loud in the quiet room.