Penelope's Point of View

When I felt a finger moving inside my anus, I turned around and there, I saw Tristan smiling as he was thrusting his fingers inside me.

"T-Tristan, what are you doing?" I was going crazy with every move of his finger. I don’t seem to recognize myself anymore.

He scratched his head then stood up. When he unzipped his zipper, my eyes were even more widened.

“What do you plan to do—” I couldn't finish what I was about to say because Tristan had already inserted his cock in my butthole and I could feel my tearing.

I could hear nothing but the laughter of Tristan...