Chapter Nine
As Henry extracted his finger from Kristin’s asshole she let out a little gasp. He had the most intense hard-on he’d had in years and it was an act of sheer willpower not to spread her soft thighs and mount her from behind, right there on the couch.
Never had anybody turned him on as much as this woman, and he was still coming to terms with the fact that she was allowing him to do with her as he pleased! And there was so much that he wanted to do. But he needed to proceed slowly. He had no idea what her limits were, what it would take to make her bolt, so it had to be a gradual process. The objective was to get her steadily accustomed to each step of her remolding. Too much too soon and he might lose her.
With a quavering voice, he said, “Okay, that’s enough punishment for
