Anal Audition: Dylan's Honeycomb Attempt

Dylan walks onto the set like she’s already undressed. Her eyes lock on the thing she needs inside her: Honeycomb Honey, fat and mean, waiting on the table. She’s never taken anything that thick up her ass, but the ache says she’s going to try. She spreads herself, works two fingers in, then three, stretching the tight ring until it yields. When she adds a fourth she groans, breath hitching, hole glistening around her knuckles. The Honeycomb still looks impossible. She lines the blunt head up, pushes, feels the first flare of resistance, then the slow, filthy give as her asshole starts to open. Inch by inch it sinks in, her rim stretched shiny and thin. She rocks on it, panting, sweat sliding down her spine. Every withdrawal leaves her hole gaping, pink and pulsing, before she drives it back in harder. She keeps going until the widest part kisses her rim and her ass swallows it whole, hole clenching around the base like it belongs there. She pulls out, watches the gape twitch, and shoves back in again, fucking herself open until nothing but the toy and her wrecked, greedy hole exist.