"So she was just staring at your butt?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. "And like, had it delivered up on a silver platter for what she had in mind. She was ranting about how I was a fucking bastard and she couldn't believe I'd done this to her and on and on. Then I felt her drip a bunch of massage oil on my butt. At first I thought it was just more of her juices, because she'd been dripping all over me this whole time. But then she slipped a hand between my cheeks and started rubbing it into my butthole and realized she wanted to get back at...