Travis, despite his love for Tori Smith and her lovely body, couldn’t help but find himself admiring Vanessa’s curvaceous rear, especially since she was wearing a pair of black, form-fitting leggings; they left little to the imagination and allowed her fat ass to gently jiggle with each step. With the fabric properly stretched, the outline of her panties was easily visible whenever she bent over or sat down. Vanessa and her leggings were enough to draw any man’s (and some women's) lustful gaze... and Travis was definitely one of those men!
Following closely behind her as she waltzed over and re-entered the bathroom, she began texting someone on her phone before taking a few selfies in the mirror. At this point Travis began looking for an opportunity to dive in... and he soon got it.
Vanessa suddenly smirked, one filled with lust and mild amusement, before muttering softly to herself...
“Oh Blake... you naughty dog! I suppose one picture won’t hurt?” she giggled.
At first Travis was confused, was she taking about the Blake he knew and loathed? Or someone else named Blake? He didn’t have too much time to contemplate her words before she did something truly remarkable.
Vanessa went about setting her phone down on the counter and turned around so that her back faced the bathroom mirror, and coincidently Travis. He admired in aroused amazement as she proceeded to hook her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and shimmy them down her bodacious thighs. This gave Travis an amazing view of her toned and well-filled ass (now only clad in lacy purple panties).
This was something most men could only dream of, but Travis was going to make it a reality, his reality. With a lust-filled smile of his own, Travis reeled back before shooting forwards. His target? Vanessa’s asshole...
Vanessa herself had only just managed to pull the leggings down to her mid-upper thighs when she felt the sensation of an unfamiliar entity forcing itself upon her. Thankfully she managed to catch herself on the toilet, now bent over the said piece of plumbing. Though she did not mean to, she reacted quickly with quick with a soft, pleasureful whimper as she felt something BIG forcing its way into her tight asshole. Far larger than anything else that she’d had in there...
Letting out a subsequent series of moans and groans as the mysterious object filled every knook and cranny of her essence, Vanessa could only clench her rear tightly in hopes of stopping it. However she also secretly wished it wouldn’t; it felt twice as pleasurable as anything she’d felt before... and soon enough she was making that obvious with her words.
She helplessly cried as one of her hands slinked down to her panty clad crotch, where she began stroking her soaking slit through the fabric of her underwear.
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