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“Because I thought I would scare you. We would scare you.” He grips my hips firmly, squeezing the meaty flesh, as his thumbs trace the crease between my cheeks all the way down over my mound.

I would scare you…we would scare you…

I dig my nails into the mattress.

“And now?” I ask breathless.

He pushes one thumb into my sheath as the other presses onto the puckered ring of muscle of my ass.

“It seems I was wrong about you, princess.”

I feel him penetrating the tightness as he circles the other thumb already inside me.

“Wrong that I wouldn’t want this?” I pant.

His thumb begins to thrust in and out of my rear as the other continues its delicious circles.

“Yes,” his voice is rough.

I’m going to put it out there, let him know I know.

“That I would be scared of what you and your friends do?” I whisper.

His movements stumble but don’t stop.

“Yes,” his hard-on swells more against me.

I begin to rock back onto him. He thrusts deeper and firmer. I circle and grind.

His hips press into me.

I moan. I moan so loud.

He lays a hand on my back as he presses two fingers into my ass.

“How’s that, princess?” his voice is husky.

“Good,” I breathe out.

“So, so wrong about you…,” he moans as he thrusts in and out of my ass.

I meet his movements, rubbing myself on him, trying to get enough friction on my clit to come.

“Time for me to fuck you, princess,” he growls.

So good…

With his fingers still penetrating my ass, he presses his hardness completely into my pussy. “Take my cock,” he commands gruffly.

All I want is for him to fuck me hard and deep in both my holes. I’m nothing but hunger, need, want, desire, lust.

SO FULL. SO WONDERFULLY FULL. Dear God, and that piercing. SO GOOOOOD.

I lean back and start to move.

Never have I had so many sensations, I’ve never felt so filled, so complete.

“That’s it, princess, fuck me. Fuck me until you scream my name,” Rock growls, circling my hips on him.

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