Every man that Brittany had ever dated had insisted on fucking her tight, tiny asshole and her date that night was no exception. He had a beautifully thick cock and also an allergy to synthetic lubricants, so he’d convinced her to take his cock up her ass nearly dry.

The mind splitting pain of his barely spit-lubed cock, slowly being forced into her asshole, felt like a rod of fire hot iron. However, she knew that he’d never give her his phone number without a test-drive of her best assets and she knew that her best asset was her painfully tight asshole. As Brittany passed out, whimpering and moaning, stretched tight around his wonderfully thick cock, she thanked him for paying attention to her and begged him to leave his number.

He promised to write it on her ass when he was done with it.