Before she could complain, his cock was diving down between her asscheeks searching out her anus. As the well-greased pole prodded into her tight little ring of muscle, she grunted.
The waves of pleasure surging through her told that this wasn't going to be a thing like the very first time she had her butt fucked. This was going to be better, far better.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
"Shit, I…" he began, then stopped, his words cut off by a deep-throated moan.
"Like my poor little asshole?" she taunted. Wiggling her ass around stirred the cock already inside her rectum. She could feel it trembling with excitement, the same excitement that was filling her.
"Little, Christ, it's tiny! You got a guillotine for an asshole or something? Not gonna chop me off, are you?"
"No way, darling. I'm just going to let you have the best time of your life!"
He greeked her long and fast. Every time he penetrated her all the way, he felt his groin press firmly into the smooth curves of her ass. Moving up and down stirred his cock around in her hot, seething interior like a spoon in a bowl.
His hands began to roam all over her body. From the warmth of her ass along her ribs to a dangling tit, it was all young and firm and capable of giving the ultimate in human pleasure.
His motions became more deliberate. He started fucking her with as powerful a stroke as he could muster. It required the utmost in stamina to keep from creaming all over her guts. She was trying her damnedest to drain him of his cum.
"You've been buggered before. I can tell!" he accused.
"It's like the first time because it's with you, darling!"
He knew she was lying but her words added to his enjoyment. He continued stuffing his prick all the way up her rear door. The glove-tight skin of her rectum threatened to crush him. The heat boiling out of her interior was hotter than any chick he'd ever cornholed. And the sensuous way she thrust her hips back to meet his every stroke jarred his teeth.
Curling his fingers around her petite waist, he fucked hell out of the girl.
When she came, it was only natural that he blast out his own cum into her sucking, demanding asshole.
Afterwards, they lay on the bed, arms around each other.
Ears was saying, "Yeah, you and me, baby, we're a team. You stick with me and you'll go places. Just ask for it, and it's yours. That lousy son of a bitch teacher wasn't treating you right."
Her fingers traced patterns in the man's hair. His chest was thickly matted and she loved pulling little spires up. At each nipple she lavished a rain of kisses until he wiggled in pleasure.
"Right, Ears, you and me. We can do all sorts of things. And you don't gamble. I like that. I won't have to look after you like I did Jack."
"That's not true, baby. I need big lookin' after. Look at my cock, for instance. Needs all sorts of attention. Attention only your suckin' mouth can give. Ungh! Yeah, that's it!"
She took his prick in her mouth and began sucking. Her tongue looped around the broad head and began tormenting the sensitive skin just under the glans. She had learned how to give head. Ears wouldn't be disappointed.
His hands gripped wildly at the back of her head. He began pulling and pushing at the exact tempo he liked. Soon, his hips jerked back and forth and he began fucking her face.
At the time, Fawn was thinking that Ears was just one link in the gambling chain. Jack had been the lowest; Ears was only one step up. If the bookie could give her all the things he promised, what could his boss give her?
She was young and attractive and she learned fast.
Fawn knew she was on her way up.