Chapter Nine: Multiple OrgasmsWhen it looks like the last of her spasms are done, he frees the plug on her anal hole and guides his c**k to her puckered anal hole.
Her eyes shoot open when he begins to nudge the head of his c**k against her hole, gripping her by her hips and keeping her in place as he slowly pushes into her.
"Mister Frost!" she gasps. "Mister Frost, please! I can't- I can't! It's- it's too much!"
"You have to, baby girl. Your hole's all empty now. You wouldn't want Oliver to find out what a slut you've been, do you?" he growls, pushing the head of his c**k harder, trying to breach that tight wall.
"Maybe- maybe he wouldn't find out," she suggests timidly, trying to reason with him. Her eyes are half mast, like she's fighting off sleep.
"He would," he insists. "He woul
