Arisha sobbed into the pillow—ass pushing back greedily.
"FINGER—! INSIDE MY ASS—! AH—! STRETCHING ME—! AIDEN—! IT'S TOO MUCH—! BUT I WANT IT—! PREPARE ME—! FOR YOU—! ONLY YOU—!"
He added a second finger—scissoring them—opening her up while his free hand reached around to circle her clit—teasing the swollen bud.
Arisha's voice cracked—body shaking.
"CLIT—! AND ASS—! TOGETHER—! AIDEN—! I'M—! I'M COMING—! JUST FROM THIS—! AHHHH—!"
Her asshole clamped down on his fingers—pussy spasming around nothing—as a violent orgasm tore through her, slick gushing down her legs.
Aiden kept going—fingers thrusting—tongue licking—drawing it out until she was a trembling, moaning mess.
When she finally collapsed forward—ass still presented—he withdrew—fingers glistening—then positioned himself behind her.
His cock—thick and hard—pressed against her prepared asshole.
"Ready?" he teased, rubbing the head against the slick ring.
