Wiggling her booty back against Nick's fat pole and shivering in irrepressible anticipation, Tessa turned her head toward him and her lips immediately found his. Their kissing resuming at a slower, more intimate pace and their moans filled the room while he nudged his bulbous tip against the soft, saliva-drenched pucker of her asshole and started pushing against the twitching entrance of her tightest, most delicate and sensitive orifice.

Lathered with saliva, mollified by his relentless tonguing and lapping and slurping, Tessa's long-neglected rosebud was pulsing and winking incessantly, signifying her need to be buttfucked in the most unequivocal of ways. As he began pressing his cockhead against her tingly...