Anissa Kate Cheats With Her Marriage Counselor Over at Naughty America

This Personal Counseling Session Gets a Little Too Personal.

Is nothing sacred anymore? It’s one thing to cheat on your husband from the moment of engagement and quite another to risk your professional certification! But if there’s one thing that Naughty America knows, it’s that the power of the pussy is absolute. This is likely why when “French babe Anissa Kate fucks her marriage counselor,” she gets away with it.

Based on the limited view out the picture window, it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood when French hottie Anissa Kate arrives at her marriage counselor’s temporary office. After a polite apology for the temporary digs, mental health provider Sean Lawless asks if she’s cool with him removing his shoes and then encourages her to relax and take off her jacket. You’d think that someone whose primary issue is not being able to keep her legs shut around men she’s not married to would be less uptight about a jacket, but she seems momentarily unnerved by the idea.

But this is porn, and her white cami is unsnapped by two, which we can’t fully appreciate until the jacket is off, so off it comes. I am totally comfortable with this development both because Anissa has an amazing rack and because that jacket is just ugly. Once it’s off, they can get down to business, although not yet the business of porn. Sean asks her if there’s been any progress toward telling her husband she’s been cheating on him. Or maybe she’s at least stopped cheating on him?

That’s a big nope and another nope from Anissa, who is ice cold on the idea of introducing her husband to the counseling environment. He’s too jealous. He does not have an “open mind.” But, good golly, she loves him so. After all, “I can’t complain,” she says after listing his virtues. Yet she has cheated on him since day one. She doesn’t crave the love of other men, just their cocks. She is a swinger’s dream.

Sean, apparently being a diagnostic professional in addition to a licensed marriage counselor, informs Anissa that she is a nympho. Or a sex addict. They’re basically the same, he explains like the rank amateur he clearly is. While the camera obsesses on Anissa’s comely cleavage, Sean suggests saucy things for her marital bedroom. If she’s not willing to do that, get a divorce, leave her husband, or change her behavior, maybe she needs to find a friend with benefits? She confesses that she’s tried and that everyone just falls in love with her and ruins everything.

That’s when the trajectory of the dialogue changes and Anissa begins to emerge from her shell. “And are you married,” she asks. He is not, although he admits to being on the search for love. “But you know,” he opines, “you gotta have sex before you fall in love.”

Who says porn has nothing to teach us?

Anissa thinks the two have reached an agreement. Since they have patient-doctor confidentiality, she figures that it only makes sense that her counselor becomes her lover. Then he can’t say anything about it, and she’s already motivated to keep quiet. What could be more perfect for their situation? In fact, she feels so much better that she assures him she’s all fixed now, so how about that sex thing?

“Are you sure you don’t want to have sex with me,” she asks, dropping her cami top to reveal more of her magnificent bosom. He responds like a trained professional would by saying, “Holy shit,” and groping her breasts since they keep finding their way against his face. “Don’t’ worry about my husband,” she encourages him as he begs her to promise to let this be her last fling.

Having at least spoken the right words, he throws himself into the lusty encounter with gusto. His rigid rod is begging for attention and she’s happy to provide it once it and his balls are neatly outside of the therapist’s denim. She coos and hums along as she does her best to get his penis all the way in her mouth, but there’s more of him than there is of her, so she consistently falls a wee bit short of her goal.

He gives her ass a few smacks and, while she’s licking his balls, he opines that “If you’re going to cheat on your husband, you might as well fuckin’ get nasty.” Given that all of this is taking place in front of that big window, I’d say their upcoming fornications qualify whether she’s kneeling with a leg up on a plush armchair ready to get fucked or crawling onto his lap to fuck cowgirl and then reverse.

My favorite moment? When Anissa is riding an appreciative sounding Sean while her breasts dangle in his face and then the camera falls in love with the view of his cock in her pussy from behind. That dude’s big white hope looks like a damned sex toy, which means he may have a future in the genital reproduction genre. In the meantime, it’s great to watch her beautiful back and backside as they rise and fall above his dick. As someone with breasts, it was also pretty hot to watch Sean grope Anissa’s beauties from behind while simultaneously thrusting aggressively.

For a moment, she slides off of the dick and gets a couple of minutes of oral love, herself. Then it’s time for more fucking, this time spoon, which provides us with a lovely view of not only her breasts but also her skeptical looks when he tries to bring their encounter back to her infidelity8 and need to mend her ways. Then, like the white-hot swinger fantasy that she is, she begs him to cum on her face. Naturally, they leap off the couch and assume their respective positions.

It doesn’t take long for Sean to hit pay dirt. Or shoot his wad across Anissa’s pretty face, to be more precise. When it arrives in a blast no one is more surprised than Anissa, whose head jerks for an instant and whose eyes come slammed shut for protection. “It’s a big load,” she points out while wiping some of it off her face.

As is traditional in these sticky situations, the one with the most to lose begs the other to keep mum about the unexpected fun that took place in Sean’s office when Naughty America brought Anissa there to untangle her marital issues.

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