Jo’s clothes had been completely reduced to shreds, a thick cock was piercing her once-virgin asshole, and only her own spit on his cock, from when she’d gagged on it moments before, served as lube.

“Shit! That hurts! Mr. Jonson! It hurts!” she yelled.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be out of your ass and back down your throat soon enough. It’s about time you learned to go ass to mouth like every other nineteen-year-old,” he said, pounding his cock into her ass even faster and deeper.

He was right. Most of her friends learned to go ass to mouth on their eighteenth birthdays, but she always had been a slow learner.


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