Then, without warning, I spread her asscheeks wide, the sudden exposure making her gasp in surprise.
Vera's asshole was right there—tight, puckered, untouched—glistening faintly with the remnants of my spit, her muscles twitching as if sensing what was coming.
My cock throbbed painfully, the tip already leaking pre-cum, my mind consumed with the filthy need to claim her there. I gripped her waist harder, my thumbs spreading her asscheeks wide, exposing her in the most shameful way possible.
"Aunt Vera," I murmured, my voice dripping with false concern, my breath hot against her skin. "Your waist isn't fully healed yet. The shock of my cock inside your asshole will realign everything—just like it did for your pussy." My fingers traced the tight ring of her hole, my touch teasing, possessive. "It's the only way to make sure you're fully healed."
