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.