Page 58 of Hans


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His hand soothes the sting, and I let the counter hold me up.

Without warning, Hans spreads my cheeks again and…

A cry of surprise escapes my throat.

He’s… oh Jesus, he’s licking my… my…

“Such a pretty little asshole.” Hans pulls back just enough to say the words, then his tongue rubs against my rear entrance again.

Hands trapped behind me, I lean my weight forward.

My legs are starting to shake.

He’s still…

Fuck me, why does this feel so good?

My breaths are coming hard.

Still spreading me open, he slides his thumbs down until they’re on either side of my slit, and I can feel them slide through my slickness.

“My dirty Butterfly.” Another lick. “Getting so wet when I lick this little hole.” Another pass of his tongue. “Bet you’ll get soaked when I fuck it.”

“Ohmygod.” My hands twist against the lace.

I never thought…

I’ve never even…

“Hans.” My cry echoes around the empty garage.

One hand shifts, and his thumb pushes inside my core.

We both moan as my pussy clenches around him.

He’s not touching my clit. His licks never reach that far forward. But I’m seconds away from coming as his tongue works in circles.

I clench around his thumb again. “Hans, please.”

He pulls his thumb out of me and slides it up to where his mouth is.

“Please what, Cassandra?” His thumb presses against the ring of muscle. “What are you begging me for?”

Hans applies more pressure, and the tip of his thumb pushes inside me. Where nothing ever has before.

I groan.

“Relax,” he commands.

And I try. With my body throbbing, I try.

Behind me is the sound of movement, and I can feel him stand back up.

The change in position twists his thumb, and I tense.

“Relax that sweet ass.” His free hand cracks down against my cheek.

I startle, but then I do as he says. And he slides his thumb in another half inch.

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