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“It’s a butt plug,” I say as I return to the bed. “Come here.”
She crawls towards me on all fours, and the sight is nearly enough to have me on my knees, munching on her ass.
“Strip,” I say, my voice sounding hoarse.
She gets off the bed, loosens the fold of her towel, and lets it fall freely, welling at her feet.
I lick my lips, admiring the gorgeous naked body standing in front of me.
“Now, turn around and ass up in the air.”
My voice is strained as she lifts her perfectly formed ass in the air, exposing her beautiful pussy to my gaze.
She does as instructed, and I lean down to kiss her butt cheeks while spanking them. Her moans make me harder, and I lick her up to her waiting hole. I play with her for a while, making her want me. I can tell that her pussy is wet. But her pussy isn’t my target today.
I lick her butt hole, drooling over it until it became so slippery. Her ass is throbbing, waiting for my next move.
“I’m about to put it in now.”
“Please do,” she says amid moans. “I’m ready.”
Gently, I stick the toy into her ass with caution and precision. She gasps in a mix of pain and pleasure, and though I can't see her eyes, I know that they have bugged out wide as I penetrate her calmly.
She relaxes before long, and I slowly push the object deeper into her ass as she groans, squeezing against the sheets.
“Is it all in?” she inquires, struggling with the sweet pain surging through her whole body.
“Almost there,” I reply, pushing deeper, but with more caution. Soon, it is all in, and she trembles at the shock of its entrance.
I could feel her pain as her ass parted to accept the toy, but I had to do that in order to prepare her for what is to come.
With gentle movements, I fuck her ass, and she writhes in ecstasy. I notice her pain, even though she is enjoying it, and decide to take a break for a bit.
She tries to convince me to keep going, but I win this argument and gently pull out the plug. A heavy sigh of relief and satisfaction comes forth from her lips.
She lays down on the bed, stares at me, and asks, “I have always wondered. Why are you so irritable and always in the mood to say something abrasive?”
As she says that, memories come flashing back in my mind, and I stare at her emotionlessly. My heart throbs in my chest, and I suddenly feel that rage boiling again, but I can't lose my temper now. No, I can't.
My eyebrows knit in anger. I rise to my feet, combing my fingers through my hair. I see her subtly drooling over my height as she admires my buff body.
The realization of my mood snaps her out of that lust, and she asks, calmly, “Did I upset you? I didn't mean to. I just wanted to know why you act the way you do.” She sits up on the bed and wraps the towel around her again.
“No. You didn't upset me.” I manage to squeeze out a grin, massaging my temples.
She can tell that I am bothered by something, and that it has to do with what she had asked.
“Wanna talk about it?” Concern is evident in her look.
I stare at her in silence, brooding.
“All right. Good talk.” The sarcasm in her voice couldn't be any less subtle. She adds under her breath, “What was I thinking asking you to open up to me?”
“It's not like that,” I say. “You don't understand…”
“Then make me understand.” She rises and holds my hands. “You're obviously hurting, Tanner. Talking about your issues doesn't make you any less of a man.” She stares deeply into my eyes.
I hate this, talking about my issues, but she truly wants to know.
