Bill thinks about Lynn's little asshole.

The whole time he fucked her, Bill was staring at her ass. Her perfect brown asshole was practically begging for him. It wasn't like she could stop him, if he wanted to take it. His ex wife had always told him he couldn't have her ass, but she knew she let her fucking boyfriend do anal with her.

Lynn was oblivious. She had gone way beyond words, now. She just let him take her, pushing her forward with every thrust. The way he choked her made it almost impossible to think, much less to tell him off. She would probably have bruises all over her body when he left her here, naked and with two loads in her pussy.

Bill pulled out.

"No!" Lynn moaned. No, he couldn't stop now, she wasn't done yet!

And then he lined up his tip with her asshole.

Lynn froze. "No," she said. "No no no--"