“We can’t fuck any more,” she said even as her body was obeying him. She got down on her hands and knees facing away so he could fuck her like a dog. “It’s just too risky.” He had fucked her every day since the first time. They tried to fight it, but his cock always found it’s way inside her pussy.
Shame reached under the cot and pulled out the old jar of honey. She looked over her shoulder as he coated his cock with honey and then started rubbing honey around her rectum, pushing his finger in a little as he coated it.
“Shame, what are you doing?”