Her eyes held a hidden desire - a longing for something intense. She imagined about the pressure of it - the way it would stretch her. The excitement was electric. A tremor ran down her spine as she braced herself. This was it - the moment of reckoning. The thrust was deep, stealing her air. Every millimeter of her welcomed it. The rhythm became more primal. She was a vessel to the feeling. Further still it went. Her moans filled the air. This was the anal bliss she desired. The climax was at hand. A surge of pure pleasure washed over her. She was dominated. Yet, she craved more. The residue was seductive. She pined for the next session. Her anal desires were insatiable. Always ready for the next fucking. Bambi Doe - the mistress of ass.
a longing for something intense. She imagined about the pressure of it - 
the way it would stretch her. The excitement was electric. 
A tremor ran down her spine as she braced herself. 
This was it - the moment of reckoning. 
The thrust was deep, stealing her air. 
Every millimeter of her welcomed it. 
The rhythm became more primal. 
She was a vessel to the feeling. 
Further still it went. 
Her moans filled the air. 
This was the anal bliss she desired. 
The climax was at hand. 
A surge of pure pleasure washed over her. 
She was dominated. 
Yet, she craved more. 
The residue was seductive. 
Her anal desires were insatiable. 
Always ready for the next fucking. 
Bambi Doe - the mistress of ass.