JESS'S POV
Blane's eyes filled with fury. He didn't even give me time to catch my breath after talking.
He ripped his fingers out of my soaking cunt with a wet squelch which made my knees shake.
My p***y didn't even snap shut like it did when I fingered myself. I felt opened up.
Next thing I knew, he was forcing me to face the tree, his hand shoving my spine down.
"Touch your f*****g ankles," he growled. "Keep your knees wide apart, ass up. Quick!"
I bent over quickly. f**k! My dreams were finally coming true and it was better than I imagined.
I slapped my palms against my shins, spreading my legs so wide I could feel the night air kiss my swollen, stretched p***y lips.
My skirt, if you could call it that, was bunched up around my waist like a belt. Nothing was hiding me again
