She gasped.
"What—?" she whispered.
He twisted her.
He turned her around. Her back was to his chest. His cock was still inside her. He bent her over. Her hands went to a tree trunk. She braced herself. Her ass was in the air. The rain hit her back. Her ass. Her pussy.
He pulled out.
He aimed. Not at her pussy. At her ass. The head pressed against her anal. Oiled. Wet. Slick with her piss and her juice and his pre-cum.
He pushed.
He entered her ass. In one thrust. Twelve inches. Deep. Her anal ring stretched. It burned. It tore. She screamed.
"AAAAANGH—!! RAVEN—!! PLEASE—!!"
He pissed inside her.
Not cum. Piss. Hot. Golden. It flooded her ass. It filled her bowels. The pressure was immense. The heat was shocking. She trembled. She flinched. She convulsed. Her ass was full of his piss. Her belly distended. She looked pregnant. The piss and the cum and the oil mixed inside her. She was a vessel. A toilet. A thing.
He twisted her face.
