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“Does it feel wrong?”

“No, it doesn’t,” I wail.

The pressure from Bryce’s tongue sends me to Nirvana.

Slap!

Slap!

He slides a hand between my thighs, toying with my throbbing clit.

“Oh Bryce…”

He strokes my clit with the same sweet pressure he uses to push his tongue inside my ass, shocking all of my senses.

I nearly lose it.

I can’t take this anymore. It’s too much.

I never thought I’d love the touch of a man’s tongue on my asshole this much.

This is so forbidden, but I can’t get enough.

“You’re going to send me over the edge.” I’m delirious. “You’re going to make me—”

He stops.

“You can’t leave me like this,” I beg, pushing my ass back.

“That was the warm up.”

A warm up? “Why not go all the way?” I sob, shaking.

“I’m going to make you come. I promise.”

My body relaxes.

“I want to feel the tightness of your ass around my cock.” And… my body tenses.

“You’re not exactly… small.”

“I’ll be gentle, and I’m going to use a lot of lube.”

I nod.

Bryce coats between my butt cheeks with a copious amount of lube.

“We’re not going to rush,” he says.

“We’re going to take it nice and slow.”

“Okay.”

He slides inside my ass, an inch at a time.

Shit.

I grunt, adjusting to the foreign sensation.

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