In a small, dimly lit room, Saraw lies face down, her smooth, creamy skin glistening with oil. Xanda's hands, firm and warm, knead her flesh, working their way from her shoulders down to her lower back. He pauses, his thumbs pressing into the small of her back, then traces a line down to her ass. Saraw tenses, then relaxes as Xanda's touch becomes more insistent, more intimate. He spreads her cheeks, exposing her tight, pink hole to the cool air. Saraw blushes, but she doesn't stop him. Instead, she pushes back, feeling a spark of pleasure as Xanda's finger presses against her asshole. He massages her, slowly, gently, until she's writhing with need. Then, he replaces his finger with his massive cock, filling her completely, fucking her slow and deep, making her scream with pleasure and pain.