I feel both of his hands caressing my cheeks, gently at first, and then pinching and grabbing. Ok XXX I have seen her grow from a baby into a child, and then into a sulky teenager before leaving for university and returning as a woman. He rests his hands on the bar, either side of me, so that when I turn around I have nowhere to move to. I’m wet enough for him to slide inside, but his size and his force stretch me out too quickly and I feel a stab of pain. He keeps his hand there, teasingly, just barely resting against my hole before he presses a knuckle against it, almost pushing it inside me. Eventually, all the customers leave but one, as is the apparent ritual.
