Rather than sit back and give you orders, Kevin gets up and walks towards you aggressively.
You can't help but feel a flash of nervousness as he forces you onto the couch on your hands and knees, flipping your skirt up over your hips to get it out of the way.
"You've got a lot of fight in you for an Attendant. I like that. Most of them are a bit too much like dead fish."
As he speaks, Kevin gets up on the couch behind you and maneuvers into position, leaning over you as he guides his already revitalized cock to your back door.
"At the very least, none of them ever figured out how to swing their hips like you. Can't wait to see you shaking that ass while I'm fucking you."
He grabs your shoulders in each hand and presses the enormous tip of his cock against your clenched tight asshole, letting the pressure build slowly. You instinctively tense to keep the obviously too big object from entering.
"Hahaha, still not letting me in? That's fine, like I said, I like a struggle! How about this? You keep that asshole squeezed shut as tight as you can, and I'll keep doing this."
He gently pushes his hips forwards, prodding your asshole harder, then pulling back slightly. You have to strain to keep the tip from forcing its way inside of you.
"If you can keep me out for a few minutes, I'll leave your hole alone for today, alright?"
You know he's toying with you, but the chance to avoid having an object far too large to fit jammed into your ass is worth a shot, right?
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