Anal insertions Stories

It’s almost nine o’clock at night. I sat down in front of the vanity. I’ve already taken my second shower; I still feel dirty, disgusted, ashamed. I don’t even want to remember what happened. What was I thinking, letting that woman humiliate me? Son of a bitch! On my face, on my mouth, and that disgusting kiss at the end. I didn’t even dare to look in the mirror while I was fixing my hair. I adjusted my robe, but left it...