Title: Warm & Wet: Anya Taylor-Joy
Celebs: Anya Taylor-Joy
Codes: F, mas, anal, ws, exh, con
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series.
We fade in on Anya driving, clearly looking uncomfortable, as she groans, grimacing and baring her teeth. Later, we see her in the elevator, doing a familiar dance, as she waits impatiently for the lift to get to her floor. Later still, Anya comes in her apartment, slamming the front door behind her, as she quickly shuffles her way through the room. Finally, we see Anya enter her bathroom. Mere feet from the toilet, she suddenly stops in her tracks, and looks down. “Oh, no…” she says, sounding close to tears, as we see her bell-bottom jeans become soaked from inside. This continues for a while, seeping through in front, and dripping onto her be-sandaled feet.
Finally, she stops, and it cuts to her in the laundry room, pulling down her pants and panties, and loading them into one of the machines. As she sits, bare-assed on the bench, Anya starts idly playing with herself. In our first close-up, we see her finger her clammy pussy, her other hand rubbing her equally damp thigh, and we see her pubic hair is matted to her skin. “Mmm…” Anya moans, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, while her other hand moves up, and gropes her tit through her t-shirt. Back in the close-up, her middle finger moves up and down her dripping pink pussy, then in and out, as we hear how wet she is. “Oh, fuck…” Anya gasps, brow furrowing, her other hand now rubbing her clit, as she finger-bangs her cunt. Suddenly, her hips start to spaz out, then lock up, as she clenches her teeth, and lets out a deep groan.
We then see Anya take her pants and panties out of the machine, and move them to a dryer.
Anya is now lying back on the bench, taking her shirt off, then reaching under her, and removing her bra. She then starts to feel up her large, squishy tits, moaning all the while, as she squeezes and kneads them. Her hands then move down, and Anya rubs her inner thighs, sighing, then bites her lip, as, in another close-up, she again starts playing with her pussy. Her other hand, meanwhile, moves under her, and in yet another close-up, she inserts her middle finger in her pink, quivering asshole. “Oh, fuck…” she gasps with a slight groan, as both holes are worked. “Oh, God!” she squeals, face contorting, starting to buck her hips, as she gets closer to another orgasm. Suddenly, her face turns red, and she digs her nails into her pussy, as she cums hard.
Laying there for a moment, catching her breath, Anya suddenly gasps, “Oh, no.” We then get another close-up of her pussy, as she again starts to piss, covering the bench and the floor. Just as she stops, so does the dryer. Moments later, Anya, again dressed, heads out, stopping to look at the mess she made, then leaves, as the scene fades out.