Of course he was an extraordinary overachiever in the bedroom department as he lifted my bottom with both his palms and lapped at my hole. His tongue darted inside. Slowly at first, and then with fiery pokes with the pointed and slippery appendage. Licks mixed with darts continued for the next few moments, as well as the symphony of groans and moans that exited from his throat. Sloppy work as he delved inside my asshole, but once again, neither of us seemed to mind. Rather, we found pleasure from our connection, company within the strange manor, and easily forgetting the creepiness and strange things visible and present around us.
Yes, he probed me with a finger…two fingers. Two-knuckles deep with both. I gasped, shocked. Yet I loved every second of it and called down my sculpted chest to
