“A finger grazes against my cunt, exploring between my labia for the moist opening. His thumb finds my rear hole, a little grease from somewhere appears to lubricate me there. He wants my ass, not my cunt.”
Anna’s eyes were bright with wonder. Kayla lips were moist from the way her tongue licked them, and Christy hugged her knees in her arms and peeked up at Tempest’s expressive face. Tempest would swear later that she heard a soft “aaahhhhhhh” from the woman’s lips.
“And I want him there, my ass end rises to encourage him in the act. And then, I’m on the floor, on hands and knees, stripped of my pants and underwear altogether. I open wide for him, beg him enter me, plead for him to thrust his erect p***s deep into my s****l heart.
“When he does, I cry again. And I cry all the way thro
