Teen Doll Enjoys Rough Anal Play

She instinctively knew that to abase herself in front of this audience might – just might, if she was extremely lucky, pay off somehow in the end. The two reached the table almost simultaneously. Thicker took the lead. They looked fully aroused, enjoying the show, but also impatient. “Did I say you could complain, pretty-boy? Although the biker had phrased it as a question, she could probably tell it was anything but. My ass… is yours.”
“Good girl.” Thicker climbed up onto the table. “T-Thank you for h-helping him lube up his cock for my ass, Sir.” I saw the plea in her eyes and an odd twinge of gratitude there mingled with condemnation, as if to say ‘Thank you for what you’re doing, but for god’s sake call the cops. That position, I-I can’t take it anymore.” She babbled on, “My name is Sara. My ass… is yours.”
“Good girl.” Thicker climbed up onto the table.