Anna could feel the skin stretch against his grip with each thrust. Each thrust worked her g-spot and the pressure caused by two men stretching her meant that her clit felt every vein of the worker on top of her. She returned to discover that the structure was dismantled, the renovations were complete, and… She pondered Ty’s change in demeanor, what exactly was going on? Anna contained herself despite his aggressive thrusting. After the kitchen romp where Anna agreed to move back to California with him. After lunch Tyler tied her to the pile of wood again, this time face down. Sure, they cut wood, moved it around, and nailed things… “Sis?” Tyler huffed. “Yeah.. She still was processing. Tyler wiped Anna’s face with a clean part of her dress, though she realized a clean spot was hard to find, it appeared to have been used as a cum rag, both her fluid and the men’s seemed to stain almost every inch. Am I clear whore?!” She’d never been spoken to this way.
