I pulled away from Logan. Again, everything froze, like the men expected me to say something like, “Aw, f**k! You can’t be serious!” Instead, I said, “About fat f*****g time!”
That smoothed everything over, although Gavin ran a thumb along my rim hole. “This doesn’t look like it’s been ass-f****d before.”
“Don’t believe everything you see!” I fairly shouted back to him.
“I know ass, girl!”
“Yeah, well, did either of those other two little pansies ever let you rip them a new one?” All I got in answer was silence. “Then what’re you waiting for?”
Logan took over my mouth again, and I went after him like there was no tomorrow. I put all my thought forward, because what happened in back told me I just had to let go and think of England.
A cold gel was slathered over my butt-hole, followed
