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My Boyfriend Welcomed Me Home from a Trip with a Little Anal Action
“You kinky bastard,” I breathed, “What did I tell you about anal?”
I was bent face down over the bed, my skin still throbbing from the delicious spanking I’d just gotten when I heard a soft click. It was quickly followed by a squelching sound that could only be one thing: lube.
“What’s going on back there?” I asked my kind of, sort of, boyfriend Buck.
We hadn’t put labels on our relationship, which was mostly due to my insistence that we take things day by day. But the fact was, I was in love with him. I just hadn’t shared that yet.
Instead of answering my question, Buck slid his hand between my butt cheeks and pressed one lubed finger against my asshole, pressing slightly.
“You kinky bastard,” I breathed, “What did I tell you about anal?”
“You told me you didn’t do anal on the first date,” he reminded me, sliding the tip of his finger inside me.
I’d done a lot of other things on the first date though, like let him bite every inch of my ass and tie me up while he fucked me senseless.
