She pretends to be asleep but her body betrays her—legs splayed, back arched as that monstrous anal plug slides in slow. Thick thighs trembling, breath hitching every time it hits bottom. Doesn’t even flinch when it starts fucking her back. Cum leaks down her crack like she’s been waiting forever for this. No lube needed by now, just raw greed and years of pent-up need. The way she grips the sheets like she’s being pulled apart—this isn’t practice runs anymore. And when those lips part in a silent scream? You know exactly what comes next.
