Soon, I felt the tip of her thumb break through the yielding door to my rectal area and glide into me.Soon, I felt the tip of her thumb break through the yielding door to my rectal area and glide into me. "AHH!" I gasped, feigning pain but feeling nothing but pleasure. The digit entered me completely, pressing against the walls of my rectum, exciting the soft, warm tissues inside. I encircled the invading finger with my sphincter muscle, cradling it within me. As I squeezed my anal muscle tightly, Danielle began to piston it back and forth. I wanted to cry out with happiness, so beautiful was the feeling inside me there. "OH! That hurts!" I lied. "Please stop!" "When I'm done," she husked. "Stay still!" For the next ten minutes, Danielle violated my asshole with her thumb, unrelentingly driving it in and out of me, all the while holding me tightly around the waist to prevent me from falling forward. She knew I loved to have things shoved deep into my ass--anything--clothes pins, cucumbers, broom handles, fingers, toes, tongues, anything that would fit inside my tight little hole I gladly accepted in wanton pleasure. Just as I was on the brink, within an eyelash of the delicious orgasm I needed so badly, she pulled out. Just like that it was gone from me. I felt empty inside. "I think you're ready for your whipping now. Look at the insides of your thighs. They're wet with your juices. You're flowing like a stream, honey. |