Painted Laddie for Mr. R

Click, click, click.

He got out a tube of KY and lubricated her ass real well and then slicked down his own cock with the lubricant. Then he took up a six-inch length of small beads and attached them to the ring in his cock.

Click, click, click.

"What’s that, Sweetie?" she asked.

"Pearls. Every woman loves her pearls."

"Well, I don’t . . . Oh, my Gawd!"

He had come up close behind her and entered her to the rim of his glans.

"Oh, you big, big, naughty boy," she moaned. "God, I’ve never had it this big. And that ring. I can feel that ring. Oh, I love this."

Gabe worked his way in a couple of inches. The cameras caught the shine of the ruby-red lipstick encircling his cock head and the beads as they disappeared into Ms. Tulip’s ass. Ms. Tulip was writhing around, her tits and cock quavering.

"Ahhh. That ring and those beads," she moaned. "Nobody’s given it to me this good." She rotated her butt in appreciation.

Click, click, click.

six thick inches in, and Ms. Tulip was moaning and grunting. She had her knees off the chaise now and she was standing on the floor straddling the chaise, her stilettos digging into the carpet, and trying to get her ass canal as open as possible.

eight inches and Gabe had stopped drilling to do some slow pumping at this depth. Ms. Tulip’s tits were jiggling as her chest and belly heaved. He was still holding a good two inches in reserve, and he undulated his hips, rotating his cock in her hole and dragging the golden ring and the string of beads around her ass canal walls. She was giving little yipping sounds. Her cock was standing at attention, and she was stroking herself off.

"Yes, yes. Fuck me deep. And, Honey, those beads are driving me crazy. I’m going to have an orgasm!" And she did.

Click, click, click.

nine inches and Ms. Tulip had adjusted. Her eyes were dreamy, swimming in Gabe’s precum, which had given her an energy boost.