In time, Jason broadened his target, aiming lower to the base of her ass and the tender back of her thighs. With such abuse, Laney crawled into the corner of her soul feeling beaten but not vanquished, feeling burned but not consumed.
When Jason stopped, his erection was at her p***y’s door, thrusting meanly to get off. The act was swift and certain, and Laney’s response not unexpected. He tripped her climax before his shot off inside her. When he was finished, he pulled her back, her scorched ass resting on her heels, and made her lick the remains of his c*m from the head of his dwindling erection. They’d never been intimate, but now his s****l use of her seemed as normal as any odd act in this odd place.
“Now, get back on the floor,” he ordered. Turning to Erik, he added with a wry t
