Debbie Does New Orleans - Part 2

Steam curls up from the tub like it knows what's coming. She's sunk low in the hot water, legs spread just enough to invite trouble. Then he walks in, no hello, just drops straight between her knees. His fingers dive in first, two at once, sliding through wet heat like he owns it. She arches, gripping the porcelain, dripping more than water when he curls and pumps deeper. He laughs low when she starts begging. Hoists her wet ass out of the bath and slaps it, guiding the mess of limbs and lust onto the bedroom floor before the bed even happens. The strap slides up his hips tight, the fake cock bouncing between them heavy and slick. He lines it up, shoves in hard, hips snapping quick so her body rocks into the sheets. Every thrust lands loud and wet. She claws his back, swearing and laughing at the same time, chasing the edge until it snaps straight through her. The orgasm cracks her open, hips jerking against his, legs shaking around the toy while she moans like she finally got what she came for.