Selene nodded tearfully, her small breasts trembling, tears streaming down her face as humiliation washed over her, her clit throbbing with need she couldn't deny.
"Then get on your elbows and knees," he said, his tone unyielding.
She obeyed, shaking, sobbing, her petite body quivering as she positioned herself, her ass raised, her virgin pussy dripping with arousal.
Kota poured a slick oil between her cheeks, his fingers spreading her gently, the cool liquid making her twitch, her tight hole clenching instinctively.
"No," she whimpered, her voice breaking, "not there—" her pussy throbbed as she imagined herself violated for all to see.
"Yes. There," he growled, his hand pressing between her shoulder blades, pinning her down. "Breathe."
He slid one finger into her tight ass, slow and deliberate, rotating to stretch her, pressing against her sensitive walls.
She jolted, gasping, her small breasts jiggling, her pussy clenching with need.
