Chapter 158 Emma
- No, wait—it's sore from earlier,' she pleaded, but he yanked her hips up, spreading her cheeks.
- 'Sore means you need more.' He spat on her puckered hole, rubbing the head of his cock there before pushing in slow, inch by inch.
- Emma buried her face in the pillow, muffling her scream as he stretched her ass. 'It burns... please, gentle...'