GCAVixens: Hardcore Anal and Rimming with Hyley Winters

Evilangel

Hyley Winters, Mick Blue Pic(s)

The room was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, a heavy perfume that clung to the air as his hands, strong and possessive, guided her into a position of utter surrender. A low, appreciative groan rumbled from his chest as he knelt behind her, his gaze tracing the delicate curve of her spine down to the intimate, shadowed divide of her buttocks. He began not with force, but with a slow, deliberate worship, his tongue a wet, seeking heat that traced circles around the most private entrance to her body. Each flick and press was a promise, a tender violation that made her gasp and push back agat his mouth, her own fingers twisting in the sheets. That intimate caress was a prelude, a patient stretching of both flesh and anticipation, until the blunt, istent pressure of his arousal nudged agat her slick, prepared opening. With a single, deep, and claiming thrust, he filled her completely, a sharp cry escaping her lips as she was stretched to a perfect, burning fullness. The rhythm that followed was primal and unyielding, a piston-like motion that drove her forward with each powerful surge, the sound of their joining a wet, rhythmic slap in the quiet room. Her world narrowed to the feeling of being taken so profoundly, every nerve ending alight with a mixture of exquisite pressure and raw, grinding friction. He drove into her with a focused intensity, each movement a testament to a shared, desperate hunger that built towards an inevitable, shattering release.