Mad Asses, Scene #03

Melina peels off that painted-on dress like it’s suffocating her. The second it hits the floor, those heavy tits bounce free and that ass comes into full view—round, massive, built for trouble. She parks her butt in a chair, spreads, and eases two fingers straight into her ass like it’s an off switch, then shoves the same sticky fingers in my mouth so I can taste how filthy she is. I get my tongue in there quick, slick and greedy, working it like I’m drawing sin out of the crease. Her greasy pucker gives easy; I’m licking deep and she’s grunting encouragement. I flop my cock between those slick, warm tits and she pushes them together, lets me fuck that sweaty valley a couple strokes, then hunches down and swallows me to the balls in one loud, sloppy gulp. Drool drips off her chin, but when I line up on her arsehole, she sinks onto me, slow but sure, ass gulping me in like it misses the stretch. I pound every fat inch up her guts until it’s glistening halfway to my stomach. Melina eggs me on with that smoky “Give me that load, baby” voice and rips a thick nut right out of me. I empty straight between her cheeks, and she spins, lips splitting into a grin while the whole nut slides down her throat in one lazy, creamy gulp.