The Follow Home.... Felony's Anal Desires

Dana's been dating Felony long enough to know the rules never change. No late visits. No knocking on her door. So when Dana follows her home one night, she half expects to be sent away. Felony opens up, eyes dark, mouth curling like she already knew. Dana's cunt clenches on nothing. Whatever she thought she understood about her girlfriend cracks open right there on the doorstep. Felony grabs her wrist and pulls her inside. Clothes are gone fast. Dana ends up face down over the arm of the couch, ass in the air. Felony's fingers slide between her cheeks, slick, probing. One finger at first. Then two. Then more, stretching Dana open until her rim yields and pulls tight around Felony's knuckles. Every thrust makes Dana gasp. She feels herself gaping, closing, gaping again. Felony works her open wider, never rushing, pushing deeper until her whole fist sinks in and Dana's hole flutters around her wrist. The burn keeps coming, sharp, sweet, filthy. Dana cums hard, legs shaking, hole winking around the absence when Felony finally pulls free.