Redux

Danielson and Anne celebrated this, the artist's magnum opus of the series, by making wild, passionate love. The painter took his model from behind, penetrating her anally. After lubricating her asshole and his cock, Danielson knelt behind his Io-Venus-Eve, who had positioned herself before him, on her elbows and knees, her legs spread well apart. Grasping his erection in his fist, Danielson aimed it between the silken, inward-curving buttocks of his model's perfect ass and drove his hips forward, slowly but resolutely, forcing wide her anal sphincter.

His penis entered his model's asshole, plunging into her rectum, its entire length cramming her ass.

Ann grunted, but pressed her rear firmly against the invading member, the firm-soft cheeks flattening before the artist's groin.

The painter eased his cock back through the model's impaled bottom, drawing the thick column of flesh slowly into view, an inch at a time, and, when just the glans remained within the wide-spread ring, he thrust his member back into Anne's asshole. His cock rammed easily through the relaxed sphincter, plumbing the transwoman's depths. His penis moved fluidly, and he quickened his pace, fucking her more forcefully. In and out, back and forth, he attacked and withdrew, assaulted and retreated, charged and drew back.

In response to the repeated thrusts into her gut, Anne gasped, moaned, groaned, and whimpered.

Her sounds enflamed Danielson's lust, and he pounded her harder, faster, almost frantically ramming and cramming her full of his massive member. Her ass cheeks rippled with as they reacted to the relentless pummeling, jiggling and flexing. They flattened and sprang back into fullness as the artist continued his merciless assault, driving his cock into her depths again and again with a violence that bordered upon savagery.

Anne bit her lower lip, repressing her urge to cry out, to shriek, to scream, for the endless, forceful pounding she was taking, although incredibly sexy, was almost more than she could bear. Her own diminutive penis stood up, stiff and swollen, against her tummy, her small balls swinging in time with Danielson's thrusts and withdrawals.