But I didn't listen. One of my hands held her waist, while the other guided my rock-hard cock towards its new target: her asshole twitching as if it longed for it. The hole looked tight, pink, and was still slick from the fluids dripping down from her pussy. When the tip of my cock touched it, Charlotte gasped.
"N-No! Not there! Don't—"
"Why not?" I teased, rubbing the head of my cock against her sensitive anal ring.
"Your big, plump ass has always been tempting, Auntie. This asshole must be missing my cock. I want to feel it again."
Charlotte shook her head hard, her hands trying to reach back to stop me. "Don't, Adam—it's embarrassing! There are people—ah!"
Her protest was cut off by a groan as I firmly pushed the tip of my cock into her tight asshole.
The immediate sensation was different from her pussy—tighter, more constricting, a burning heat of another kind. Charlotte's asshole was no longer virgin, but it was still incredibly tight.
