The Games We Play
With his free hand, he snaked around her waist- dipping two fingers in her moist vagina and rubbing her clit.
Cherie started to relax; the burning sensation was becoming bearable. When Keanu felt her sphincter relax like an instrument, he began playing with her. In turn, Cherie went moaning both in pain and ecstasy. Keanu pulled his member out, keeping the head in, and slammed back inside, full girth. The pelvic thrusting matched the rhythm of his fingers.
"Oh... Fuck me, Mr. West. Fuck me!"
Keanu chuckled, knowing she climaxed. "What do you think we're doing?" Waiting for a reply, all he got was a string of inaudible sounds.