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The Shining Stone (fixed) | Hematoma | 5

 

You lustily kiss the golden-eyed beauty, driving your tongue between her lips and rolling it across hers. When you pull away you moan as Anja nearly rips your skirt pulling it off.

"Oh, Anja," you cry, your hand encircling her breast, "there is a place I've never been touched before, I want you to explore me there."

Without another word Anja grabs you roughly and rolls you onto your stomach. You can't believe she's actually going to do it. Her fingers, still damp from your hot juices, trail down your back to your firm ass.

She massages it and runs a fingertip along the cleft of your crack until it reaches your pussy. Then you feel her hot breath against your ass and your fingers twist in the velvet sheets. She kisses gently and then with both hands spreads your ass cheeks apart and begins to tease around your pink asshole with the tip of her tongue.

"Oh, by the gods, yes," you cry, lifting your butt towards her face with anticipation.

Her tongue finally plays across your rosebud, tickling and erotic, warm and wet. It presses harder and harder until the tip is inside you, moving up and down and widening the passage for more to slide in. She grips your ass tighter and you push back against her face, letting her tongue fuck your ass, before she pulls back and again teases around the rim with her tongue.

You prop yourself up on your knees so that she has a better angle, but more importantly so that you can finger your sopping pussy. You finger your cunt fast, the movement accompanied by juicy slurping sounds as your pussy hungrily devours two and then three of your fingers.

Anja relentlessly tongues your asshole, her hot breath washing over your crack, alternating between tongue fucking and a deep lick that rubs across your anus. You can take it no more, her mouth and your fingers are going to carry you over the edge.

 

Are you ready?

 
 
 

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