"Do I have to hand-cuff you again?" Libra snickered. I slipped my right hand farther back and down. Using the liberal amount of lube Libra had lavished on my p***s, I slicked up my forefinger and picked her sphincter. Libra gave a quick intake of breath.
"For the sake of your backside, that might be wise," I teased right back. Libra pouted.
"Are going to ream my poor, abused Henie?" she moped deceptively. Rule One plus the addendum - make the girl happy. If you make the girl happy, she'll figure out what makes you happy and do it for you. I lifted Libra up until my c**k flopped out of her. It didn't take her two seconds. Her hand found my c**k, pointed it up and steered it into her butthole with zero need for encouragement.
"I can't believe you are making me do this," she groaned as her
