RoughnTumble Backdoor Bliss

RoughnTumble Backdoor Bliss Emma stood facing her husband, John, ready to take him roughly from behind.She licked her lips, already feeling her pulse race with anticipation.She was naked except for a leather thong around her thighs, holding a bottle of lubricant in one hand and giving John the other.He held her tight against his chest, thrusting her back against his hard dick, causing her moans to grow louder with each stroke.His fingers traced along her spine, tugging on her thong before ripping it off, leaving her bare and vulnerable for him.She spread her legs wider, welcoming the sound of the condom being unrolled, and felt her asshole being stretched by the rubbery protection before the tip slid inside her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.He slammed into her harder, fucking her with abandon as his hands gripped her hips, holding her captive.She screamed with joy as he fingered her clit, sending her to climax, over and over again until she could hardly breathe.They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, Emma and John in their own little world, reveling in the roughntumble pleasures of the backdoor bliss.