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My face flames when my cheeks are pulled wide, the sound of spitting tells me what just landed on my hole. Daniel presses the ginger in quickly. He’s not gentle as he forces it inside.

I wiggle my hips at the foreign feeling. It’s small and short, not reaching in very far, but the thickness makes me sting.

My moan rings out as Daniel presses his hips forward, his thick cock penetrating my pussy just as the ginger fills my ass.

He rotates the ginger left to right, pulling it almost completely out, then thrusting it back in. Back and forth. He tugs the ginger, matching the rhythm with the thrusts of his cock.

A hand on my shoulder pulls me back onto him as he thrusts forward.

The sound of our joining echoes around the room.

“Uhhhh.” I don’t recognize the noises leaving me. I feel full.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

His thrusts are hard, harder than ever before, almost mean.

And I fucking love it. I feel myself build. My body grips him tighter, and then it happens.

A heat like I have never felt before explodes in my ass. The ginger burns.

I launch myself forward, but Daniel follows, his body staying buried inside mine. He lands on top of me as I lay spread out flat on the bed, his weight shoving the ginger in deep as he follows, his hips bouncing off mine while he keeps himself buried in my pussy. My ass continues to contract, squeezing tight. It feels wet like its softening within the grip of my body.

Every slam of Daniel’s hips causes the ginger to shove farther inside and rub against my sphincter. An orgasm builds beyond a level I have yet to feel. I feel a fullness in both places that somehow seems to gather in my womb.

I cry out as it peaks, but it’s suddenly gone. Daniel pulls himself away, his cock slipping out of me, and I am left on the edge of a cliff, all burning throbs and aching ring.

The man behind me flips me. My chest heaves as I stare up at him.

“Please,” I beg. I need him so much.

His body lays over mine, and I eagerly spread my legs, inviting him back inside. An invitation that he wastes no time in accepting. His lips meet mine. It’s sloppy and desperate as we both chase our high.

Daniel pulls my thighs higher on his waist, his nails digging into my skin.

The sound of our bodies meeting, the smell of sex, and the feeling of his balls slapping against the ginger all add to what I’m feeling, and I quickly find myself on the edge again.

My pussy burns, and I realize some of the juice from the ginger has worked its way inside.

I peer up at Daniel as my hands grip his broad shoulders, fearing he’ll pull out again. His face is flushed, more than when we usually do this. He feels the ginger, too.

My eyes screw shut, the knowledge that I am not the only one feeling the heat, that the cock ramming inside me is coated with the essence of ginger, pushes me over the edge, and I scream just as I am about to step off that cliff.

But then it stops short. My eyes fly open, and I gasp for air. His large hand is wrapped around my throat again, only this time tighter.

“Bad girls do not come.” He breathes against my lips, his hips starting quick, short thrusts that never once slow.

I reach up to scratch at his hands while digging my heels into his ass, silently asking for what I need.

“No,” he growls, denying me.

His hips pump a few more times before he shoves himself as far into me as he can, roaring out his release.

His hips grind, and I feel his release stream into me, overflowing and dripping beneath me.

Just when I think I can’t take anymore. Daniel removes his hand. I suck in big gulps of air filling my lungs desperately.

My nethers throb. I need just the slightest of touch, and I know I will fly.

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