Guest Room Shower Pegging Quickie – Alana Reign. 14.05.26. PeggingOnly (561 Mb)

The steam in the guest room shower is heavy, making the tiled walls slick and dim. Alana doesn’t care about grace. She has him bent low, hands braced against the wall, ass shoved back right toward her. He’s panting, eyes shut, waiting or maybe just trying to keep his balance as the hot water runs down his spine.

She starts slow, letting her fingers work that tight, puckered heat. There’s no hesitation. She stretches him,prying at his entrance, making sure he’s ready for what’s coming next. His breath hitches, short and sharp, as he feels himself opening up under her touch. Once he’s sufficiently loose, she reaches for the strap-on. It’s thick, blunt, and ready.

She lurches forward, driving the silicone shaft home in one hard, wet thrust. He groans, a gutteral sound lost against the spray of the shower. She doesn’t stop there. She finds a rhythm immediately—short, punishing strokes that hammer against his prostate. Every shove sends a jolt through him, his hips jerking forward to meet her, desperate for more even though he’s clearly hitting his limit.

Alana grips his hips, her nails digging into his skin, keeping him pinned so she can go even harder. Then, she shifts. The strap-on is set aside for something even more invasive. She uses her hand, wrapping her fingers tight around herself before sliding deep into his heat. Fisting. She works her way in, stretching those internal muscles until they scream, forced to accommodate the bulk of her hand. It’s raw and uncomfortable but he’s begging for it, his body trembling under the sheer pressure of her hand filling him out.

It’s a quickie, fast and violent. She pushes him right to the edge, her movements getting faster and messier with every heavy slap of skin on skin. One last, deep, fisted shove, holding him right there while he breaks, spilling everywhere against the floor of the shower. She pulls back, breathing hard, leaving him shaking and spent against the tiles. Done.