“I wonder how much I could stretch your butt without going in”
“Mmkay” I was already on my stomach, naked from the waist down, while he kneaded at my butt. At this point it was more sensual than sexual and I figured it couldn’t be too bad. I more or less expected him to keep doing what he had been, I was very wrong. He gripped my cheeks and started pulling them apart, so much so that I really felt like he was going to tear something without even going inside me. I whimpered but didn’t protest anymore than that.