[DogHouseDigital] Katrina Colt – Mom Has Ass!

The house was quiet that afternoon. Everyone else had gone out, leaving only Melis and her brother-in-law Kerem alone. She had offered him a massage after he complained about his stiff shoulders from work. What started as a favor quickly turned into something neither of them could stop. Melis had him lie face-down on the bed in just his boxers. She warmed the oil between her palms and started on his back, working the knots with firm, slow strokes. Her hands moved lower, over his sides, brushing the waistband of his boxers more than necessary. Kerem’s breathing changed. When she told him to turn over, the thick bulge tenting the fabric was impossible to ignore. She didn’t pretend not to notice. Her oiled hands slid down his stomach, then wrapped around his cock through the cloth, stroking slowly. “You’re so tense here too,” she murmured. He groaned her name in warning, but she only pulled the boxers down and freed him. His cock sprang up, heavy and already leaking. Melis straddled his thighs and took him into her mouth, sucking deep while she looked up at him. Spit ran down the shaft as she worked him with both hand and tongue. When she couldn’t wait any longer she stripped off her own clothes, positioned herself over him, and sank down onto his thick cock in one long slide. Both of them exhaled hard at the tight heat. She rode him slow at first, letting him feel every inch, then faster, tits bouncing as she ground her clit against him. Kerem gripped her hips and thrust up to meet her. They moved through positions without speaking much—her on all fours while he took her from behind, then missionary with her legs hooked high so he could go deeper. Every time she came she clenched around him and kept going, chasing more. Near the end he flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and fucked her hard and deep until he buried himself completely and flooded her with thick cum. Melis stayed locked around him, milking every pulse, then looked back over her shoulder with a flushed, satisfied smile. “Next time you need a massage,” she whispered, “just say the word.”

Lana had been staying at Nathan’s place longer than the agreed couple of weeks. She was his sister’s best friend, comfortable, and completely uninterested in leaving the luxury. When he brought up his new girlfriend and how her presence might ruin things, she smiled and played her card. “I’ve had a crush on you since college. Give me what I want and I’ll get bored and move on. Don’t, and I could stay forever. I already get mail here. Squatter’s rights.” Nathan gave in. The second the decision was made Lana dropped any pretense. She pulled him into a rough kiss, pushed him onto the couch, and started stripping. “Just use my fucking body,” she moaned. “That’s what I’m here for.” She stroked his cock until it was rock hard, then dropped to her knees and sucked him messy and deep, spit running down her chin. She slapped her own face lightly and told him to do it harder while she took him into her throat. When she couldn’t wait any longer she climbed on top, sank down onto his thick cock, and rode him hard, grinding so he felt every inch of her tight, wet pussy. He flipped her onto her back and fucked her deep, one hand around her throat, the other spreading her legs wide. She came hard, shaking and dripping, begging him to keep using her. They switched to doggy so he could pound her from behind while she reached back to spread herself open. He fingered her at the same time, stretching her even more for his cock. Near the end she locked her legs around him and demanded he finish inside. “I want to feel that big load drip out of me.” He did, flooding her with thick cum while she moaned through another orgasm. Afterward she stayed spread open, watching it leak out, then casually announced she was already over it and would pack her things. Nathan just stared, still catching his breath, as she smiled and thanked him for having her

Ava Amira had just broken up with her boyfriend and was still angry. She wanted revenge. When her best friend’s older brother Codey came over to check on her, Ava saw the perfect opportunity to make her ex jealous. She was wearing a tight white shirt that barely contained her big tits and short shorts that showed off her tattooed body. She pushed Codey onto the couch and whispered, “I want you to fuck me so hard that my ex hears about it.” Ava dropped to her knees and gave him a sloppy, passionate blowjob, taking his thick cock deep into her throat while looking up at him. Then she climbed on top and rode him hard, her big tits bouncing as she took every inch of his cock into her tight, shaved pussy. Codey flipped her over and fucked her roughly in doggy style, slapping her tattooed ass. Ava moaned like a whore, pushing back against him. Finally, he put her on her back in missionary and pounded her deep. Ava wrapped her legs around him and stared into his eyes. “Cum inside me,” she begged. Codey groaned and exploded, filling her tight pussy with thick, hot cum while looking straight into her eyes. When he pulled out, his load leaked out of her freshly fucked hole. Ava smiled with satisfaction: “That should make my ex lose his mind.”

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Delilah had been hired to fix his image. The young R&B singer had the voice and the songs, but he walked around like a total square. She told him straight: he needed grit, the kind of bad-boy energy that made girls stream in their jeans. His manager Isaiah agreed. “Cleaning up a scandal takes forever, but you can cultivate one in a flash.” That afternoon the “image work” turned physical. Delilah found herself between the two men, already wet from the tension. “You like being taken by two?” she asked, voice low. “Yeah,” the singer answered. “I want you to take every inch.” She dropped to her knees and took one thick cock into her mouth while stroking the other. Spit ran down both shafts as she switched between them, looking up with hungry eyes. Isaiah gripped her hair and pushed deeper while the singer watched. They pulled her up and bent her over the desk. One slid into her soaked pussy from behind while the other fed her his cock. Delilah moaned around the shaft, pushing back to take every stroke. “How that pussy feel?” “So fucking good… I can’t wait to be filled up.” They took turns, then filled her at the same time—one in her pussy, one in her mouth, then switching. She came hard, legs shaking, still begging for more. When they put her on her back she spread wide and took them one after another, then both as close as possible, stretching her open. “I love when you take turns with me… stretch me out really good.” Near the end the singer buried himself deep and flooded her with thick cum while Isaiah painted her tongue and lips. Delilah stayed on the desk, dripping and smiling, completely used. “Doesn’t this make a fun partnership?” she asked, voice rough. “The partnership that keeps giving,” Isaiah answered.

Peter had been looking forward to the night for weeks. Teddy and Vicky were supposed to come over for a full swingers evening, but Vicky started her cycle and cancelled. Teddy called with the bad news. Peter didn’t want to disappoint Lonnie—Teddy was her favorite after him—so he asked if Vicky would give Teddy a hall pass. She said yes. “Go have fun.” They decided to keep it a surprise. When Teddy walked in, Lonnie’s face lit up. “Teddy! What a pleasant surprise.” “Vicky gave me the night off. She said I could come play… without her.” Lonnie looked at Peter. He nodded. She was more than okay with it. They didn’t waste time. Teddy pulled her close and kissed her while Peter watched, already hard. Lonnie dropped to her knees and took Teddy’s thick cock into her mouth, sucking deep and wet, looking up at both men. Peter stroked himself while she worked. “She’s been waiting for you,” Peter said. “She wants her Teddy time.” Teddy laid her back on the couch and ate her pussy until she was shaking and begging. Then he pushed inside her in one long stroke. Lonnie cried out and wrapped her legs around him. “Oh my god… you feel so fucking good inside me. So deep.” He fucked her slow at first, then harder, while Peter sat nearby and watched every thrust. Lonnie kept looking over at her husband, moaning how much she loved him watching her take another man’s cock. She came hard on Teddy, clenching around him, then asked Peter to touch her while Teddy kept fucking her. They switched positions. Lonnie rode Teddy reverse so Peter could see everything. Then Teddy took her from behind while she sucked Peter’s cock. Every time she came she thanked them both. Near the end Teddy buried himself deep and flooded her with thick cum. Lonnie stayed locked around him, milking every drop, then pulled Peter in for his turn. He slid into her used, creamy pussy and fucked her hard while she told him how much she loved him. Afterwards the three of them lay tangled together, sweaty and smiling. Lonnie kissed Peter soft and deep. “Thank you, baby. I love you so much.” “I just want you happy,” he answered.

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She thought it was her cheating boyfriend’s car. With a friend helping, she had pulled her panties down for leverage and was writing all over the paint in big angry letters when the real owner walked up. “What the fuck are you doing to my car?” She froze, then started apologizing fast. “I thought this was my lying, cheating ex’s car. I’m so sorry.” He was pissed about the damage, but the way she looked at him changed everything. She bit her lip, admitted he was sexy as fuck, and offered a better way to “pay” for the trouble. Ten minutes later they were inside his place. Clothes hit the floor the second the door closed. She dropped to her knees, yanked his cock out, and sucked him deep and messy, looking up with pure revenge in her eyes. “I’m gonna work on this,” she muttered between strokes. “Gotta get back at my cheating fucking boyfriend.” He pulled her up, bent her over the couch, and slammed into her soaked pussy in one hard thrust. She cried out and pushed back immediately. “Use me. Abuse that pussy. I found someone richer with a bigger dick than him.” He fucked her hard and deep, gripping her hips, then flipped her onto her back and folded her legs high. She came loud, nails digging into his arms, still talking shit about her ex the whole time. They moved to the bed. She rode him reverse so he could watch her ass bounce, then got on all fours again while he pounded her from behind. Near the end she dropped to her knees one more time, stroked him fast, and opened her mouth. “Come all over my fucking face. Leave me covered in it.” He groaned and painted her cheeks, lips, and tongue with thick ropes of cum. She kept her eyes open, smiling through the mess, then looked at her phone camera. “Babe… I just wanted to let you know I’ll always cheat better than you ever could. Bye.”