After filling her deep, Jack Stacked isn’t done with Lydia West—not even close. He lays her down on the soft rug in front of the fire, her body still twitching, her skin glowing in the heat of the room and the moment. With her legs spread and her breath catching, he tells her to hold the Doxy to her clit, keeping it right where she needs it. While the wand pulses against her, Jack slides his fingers inside her tight, dripping pussy, working her with steady pressure until she moans his name all over again. But he doesn’t stop there. Next comes a pink dildo, pushing her closer to the edge, stretching her slowly—then finally, the big black dildo, filling her fully and sending her over the edge in wave after wave of powerful, uncontrollable climax. She cums hard. Then harder. And he watches every second of it—satisfied, soaked, and in control.
