First Time 9inch Silicone Big Dick Deep In My Ass On Video Call

title: “Anal Adventures: Exoticmilf’s 9-Inch Challenge”

Anisha sauntered into her bedroom, her plump hips swaying seductively with each step. The Pakistani beauty had a special treat planned for her eager fans – an intimate Solo in HD, featuring her and an impressive new toy. She settled onto her king-sized bed, propping herself up against a mound of plush pillows. The camera captured her ample cleavage, barely constrained by a thin, lacy white bra that hinted at the perky tits underneath.

“Assalam alaikum, my darlings,” Anisha purred in honeyed Arabic, her voice like liquid silk. “I have a special surprise for you today. As you know, I love to please and I love to be pleased. Today, I’ve found my new match.”

She reached under her pillow and produced a massive silicone shaft – smooth, veiny and implausibly large. The camera zoomed in, obscuring Anisha’s voluptuous figure to focus on the monster dildo. It was at least 9 inches long and wide as a can of soda.

Anisha grinned, her dark eyes twinkling with mischief. “I call him Habib,” she announced, “my love. And soon, he’ll be my Habibi, my beloved.” She extended a delicate, ring-adorned hand to stroke Habib’s rigid length, her full lips parting in a sultry moan.

Leaning back, Anisha unhooked her bra, freeing her generous breasts. Rose-tipped nipples stood at attention, just begging to be suckled. Next, she shimmied out of her flimsy lace thong, revealing her tidy, ink-dark thatch and puffy, vulnerable slit. The bored camera had an unobstructed view of Anisha’s glistening folds, already moist with anticipation.

The buxom brunette reached down to fondle Habib again, giving the bulbous head a teasing flick with her tongue. She boldly took him into her mouth, sliding her lips along his girthy length, swirling her tongue against the ridges. Despite Habib’s imposing size, Anisha took him deep, until he pressed against the back of her throat. She gagged slightly before releasing him with a wet pop.

“My mouth can only take him so far,” Anisha mused, huskily. “But this hole can accommodate all of Habib and then some.” She reached back to spread her lush bottom. Her tight, winking rosebud puckered invitingly.

Anisha drizzled copious lube over Habib’s length before probing her own entrance with the engorged tip. Habib’s girth stretched Anisha’s impossibly tight hole until she nearly split open. She exhaled sharply, her face contorting into an expression of pained ecstasy as she forced him inside.

“Yaa, Habib!” she cried, her melodious voice breaking. “You fill me up so nicely.”

Step by torturous step, Anisha took Habib deeper, until her plush rump pressed against his heavy balls. Tears of exertion streamed down her face, but she was not deterred. Reaching back blindly, she set Habib bobbing in her ass, finding a rhythm.

“Oooh, my darlings,” Anisha gasped, “It’s so big! Habib is so big and firm and deep inside my bottom. Can you feel how he splits me open?”

The camera zoomed in again, capturing the explicit sight of Anisha’s vanilla and caramel, flared out obscenely around Habib’s invading length. Her hole, crossed with slim, red lines, looked ready to give out at any moment.

But Anisha pushed through the pain, grabbing Habib with both hands for leverage as she rocked harder. “Yaa! Yes! Ah aa ah!” she chanted, eyes scrunched shut. Her large tits jiggled and bounced with every forceful thrust.

The salacious beauty thrashed atop the bed, sweat glistening on her chocolate skin, bra strap dangling off one shoulder, the other tit jiggling freely. Although she’d never before fucked with such uninhibited enthusiasm, as if her whole life had only prepared her for this very moment.

Trembling all over, Anisha seized Habib’s base and wiggled her rump against the camera. “Does this please you?” she purred breathily, her words breaking. “Do you like to see me stuffed full of big Habib? Ahhh…”

Anisha’s wanton cries escalated to a climax, her big knockers heaving as she bounced faster, if not higher, belying her inexperience. “Nnnnh Habib, Habib Habib Habib!” she called out his name like an incantation as she crested.

The grizzled porn starlet released a torrent of slick juices, her syrup streaming down her taut thighs. Habib slipped out with a wet squelch and a burst of air from her gaping, ruined asshole. Anisha rolled onto her back, thighs quivering, hair mussed, but already excited for an encore.

After one more thorough hygiene break, Anisha reclined atop Habib like a love seat, sandwiching him between her jiggly cheeks. Her wild and wicked laugh reverberated through him and out over her keening fans as she took turns sucking and fingering her dripping pussy and juicy asshole, just for their viewing pleasure.

Wrung out and thoroughly satisfied, Anisha finally extricated herself from Habib solely long enough to wheel him out of frame, lest she set bedsheets on fire. “Aaaah, darlings,” she sighed dreamily, “you’re welcome. And I’m welcome to Habib anytime.”