S** Tape
This impossible scene stirred something deep within her core, a melting sensation of desire and repulsion mingling in a volatile cocktail of emotions.
Celeste, for her part, appeared to relish every moment; her moans grew louder and more desperate until, in a sudden burst of animalistic abandon, the aide’s hands clutched her hair and he began thrusting into her mouth with such force that her sounds devolved into staccato, spluttering grunts.
Amid the raw spectacle, Wes leaned in close and murmured suggestively, “I could help you get ready…” His breath was warm against her ear as he continued, “I could stretch your little hole. I could even put my cock in there first.”