Beads Left Behind

Jena's got a free afternoon and she's gonna spend it with her fingers up her pussy and a string of anal beads stuffed in her tight ass. She's right in the middle of working herself over when someone bangs on her door. She yanks her skirt down quick, straightens up, and opens it. Standing there is her landlord Dante, here to check the smoke alarm she totally spaced on. She leads him down the hall and, without realizing it, flashes him the beads hanging out of her ass every time her skirt rides up. Dante stares, tongue-tied, until he finally blurts out that she left something poking out of her "behind." Jena laughs, cheeks red, then her eyes light up—she tells him she likes a straight shooter and wants to show him how much. Dante hesitates, then nods. Seconds later he's bending her over the couch, beads swinging, and they're fucking like two people who just learned honesty really does pay off.