Casey Calvert: Fuck Your Ass With Me

Casey Calvert stands in corset and boots, body wrapped tight. She points at you. "Stroke." Her hand moves in sharp, even strokes, then slows, then speeds up again, letting you match her rhythm. When she stops, you freeze too. She grins. "Finger in that ass." You obey. She watches, eyes half-lidded, then reaches back, slides a slim toy into her own ass. The tip disappears. She pushes deeper, breathing hard, and tells you to do the same. The toy sinks in. She starts thrusting, slow then vicious, hips snapping back into her palm. "Match me," she says. You push in sync, the toy sliding in and out while she works her hole harder, faster. Sweat beads along the edge of her corset. The boots creak when she spreads her stance wider, owning the motion, owning you. She cums first. You wait. She trembles through it, toy buried, mouth open. Only then does she give the nod. "Now." You finish, still watching her boots planted firm and her satisfied smirk.