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.