"W-what about this hole…?" I drawled, voice low and filthy, making sure every word carried through the trees to our hidden audience. I circled the rim teasingly, feeling the little muscle flutter under the pressure.
"You've been such a good slut with your pussy tonight… but this greedy little ass hasn't had any attention yet, has it?"
Angela panicked instantly, voice cracking. "N… No—wait—that's… that's not— it's dirty there, please—" Her words tumbled out in a frantic rush, thighs clenching together as if she could hide the hole I was already teasing open.
I didn't wait for permission.
I pushed.
My thumb sank in past the first knuckle with a slow, relentless pressure—her asshole resisting for one tight, fluttering second before it gave way with a soft, wet pop.
The heat inside was scorching, velvet walls clamping down around the intrusion like they were trying to suck me deeper.
