Morgan Skye

“Shane climbed onto the bed and got onto his hands and knees. I situated myself behind him. His back was arched and his ass was sticking up in the air. I just looked at it for a second, a small man pondering a climb up a large mountain. Shane turned his head toward me. “You okay back there?” “Yeah,” I gulped, “your ass is… perfect.” He gave his ass an inviting wiggle and I pounced. I leaned forward, spread his cheeks to expose his pink hole, and stuck my tongue in deep.”
― Anonymous