She had thought he was simply going to fuck her pussy, never expecting something as debased as being railed in the ponut—but even with that development she was loving every second of it. She began thrusting her ass back in tune with Anon’s thrusts, crashing her pillowy asscheeks against his hips each time he pressed forward. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her eyes fluttered, and her brain was scrambled by the sheer intensity of pleasure within her. 