Nelson prepared his bowels for the most ravaging anal
fucking of a life time. He knew Lyn was the one when she put on the black veiny
strap-on. He expected humiliation. What he wasn't expecting was his medication condition to flare up. His hemorrhoids were bloody red
like cherries of the anus. Lyn didn't care; she wanted to pick the fruit of his looms. She rapidly entered his cavity in search of his humiliation. This was the first ring of
fire, but not the last. He proceed to lay, ass up in deafeat. His anus. Red. His face from embarrassment. Red. The sheets. Red.