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"I want to slick it up good," he said, slapping her ass with a meaty paw of a hand. "Now you get this baby stuck up where I can see it."
Trembling with embarrassment, she tried to thrust her ass up higher and told herself that having her face pressed onto the gritty floor wasn't really so terrible. The grunt of approval came from somewhere over her head, followed by the sound of baby oil being squirted from a nearly empty bottle. He spread the slippery stuff liberally all over her raised ass, and she felt it trickling down her back and legs, between her buttocks, down her legs, and over her pussy lips.
He slapped her again, first on one side and then the other. The noisy, wet smacks made her moan low in her throat and she fought with herself not to lower her hips as he hit her once more. Then her buttocks were pulled open and baby oil squirted directly onto her asshole. She gasped; it felt strange to have it aimed there, the oil running thicker than water and silky smooth. His thumb pressed firmly onto the puckered opening, making her squirm and blush as her pussy immediately responded to the nearby touch by flooding with wetness.
He rubbed it in well, slicking her up "good" until she could almost feel herself glisten under the overhead lights. One finger was slowly pushed into her, a move that was not unexpected but yet still took her by surprise. It went in easily, the clenched muscle giving way to the oily invader as it slid deep enough to make her catch her breath. He gave her ass a light squeeze. "Good girl. You like this, don't you?"
"Yes, Sir," she whispered, closing her eyes as if she could shut out the burning embarrassment.
A second finger was added, stretching the little hole. He fucked her with the two fingers, wet, noisy, squelching, oily, slippery fucking that mashed her face into the hard floor. A tickle of liquid dripped from her pussy and she hazily wondered if it was the baby oil or if she was really that wet. She let out a muffled groan when they traveled deep on an extra hard thrust, a groan that turned into a yelp of surprise when he suddenly jerked them out of her ass.
"Time to fuck it good 'n proper." He bent down into a half squat behind her as she cast a quick, anxious glance over her shoulder to see him slowly greasing up his cock with the remaining baby oil. Closing her eyes again, she felt him slide the tip up and down between her slippery buttocks. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. It made her shiver, knowing what was to come.
It was pushing snugly at the exit-turned-entrance, and she felt him rocking, slowly increasing the pressure until the resisting muscle finally started to give way. She told herself that the initial entry was always the worst, sucking in her breath in a garbled little squeal. He wasn't even in yet.
"Oh please, oh please, oh please," she whispered, almost chanting. The cockhead nudged in a little further, drawing another abbreviated squeal from her. His rocking motion inched his cock into her ass, her soft whimpers as she fought with herself not to cry out only making him harder and more eager to fuck her.
"Come on, scream for me, baby," he coaxed as he switched to a steady pressure that gained him another inch and a groaning yelp from his willing victim. Impatient now, he slid his hands around her squirming hips and let himself sink down. His cock slowly disappeared into her ass accompanied by a few short screams that built up in one long wailing cry. He couldn't hear what she was saying but he didn't care; he just wanted to hear her scream.
Now, he decided, he was going to fuck her until she couldn't scream anymore.
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