Gaping Anal: Must-Have Exclusive Clip, Best Ever

So, I have to tell you about this one time with this guy I’d been seeing, and honestly, the whole thing revolved around some seriously intense gaping anal that I still think about when I’m alone at night. We had been texting all day, that kind of back-and-forth where you’re both clearly on the same page about what’s going to happen when you finally meet up, and by the time he got to my place, the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. He kissed me slow at first, but his hands were already wandering, gripping my hips and pulling me closer until I could feel exactly how hard he was through his jeans, and that’s when I knew we weren’t going to make it to the bedroom without some mess. We ended up on the couch, clothes half-off, and he had this way of positioning me that felt so raw and exposed, spreading me open with his thumbs while he whispered dirty shit in my ear about how tight I was, how much he wanted to see me take all of him. The first push was a stretch that made my eyes water, but he kept a steady rhythm, letting me adjust before he started to really pound into me, and I could feel every inch of him dragging against my walls, that dirty, primal sensation of being completely filled to the brim. He flipped me over onto my stomach, pulled my ass up, and when he slid back in, the angle was perfect, and I swear I could feel the air hit me as he pulled out just enough to show off that perfect little hole stretching around his cock before slamming back in, and the sound we made together, that wet, filthy noise, it was all I could focus on. We kept going until we were both dripping with sweat, my legs shaking, and he pushed my knees to my chest for the final stretch, and I came so hard I saw stars, clenching around him as he followed right after, and we just laid there, tangled up and breathless, knowing we had created something that we would definitely be doing again.