SANCHEZ’s POV

Then, the tearing sound of my boxers rented the night air. The cool gentle breeze brushed against my ass before the gravedigger’s palm hit it hard.

I winced, my eyes greasy with tears.

“You like that?” He asked, wriggling further between my legs. He pushed me forward and my legs shook. I fell forward onto the grave, almost hitting my face directly.

He slid away from underneath me completely. He knelt behind me. His hands grabbed my ass. And before I knew it, he spread it wide open, exposing it to the damn night air.

One of his fingers grazed my hole.

I winced. “P-please…”

His finger grazed...