My eyes open slowly.

“All done already?” I ask in a faint voice. “But it felt so good!”

I feel Karl tense for a moment behind me.

“Thereisanother place we could shave,” he continues in a dark, silky voice. “But only if you feel comfortable.”

“Where?” I ask in a breathless voice. “My head, you mean? But I can’t because I’m a model. My agency would kill me if I shaved my head!”

He pauses.

“No, not your head, sweetheart. I would never dream of that. No, I meant your bottom button, Ainsley. I want to shave your asshole, if you’re up for it.”

His words make me jerk upright in the tub because is this man kidding me? He wants to shave mewhere? Do people even do that? But I know a couple girls who get full Brazilians, and they say the hot wax does go downthere. The description made me wince because it sounded so painful, but at the same time, it’s not totally unheard of.

Besides, Iwantto be naughty. Maybe I am the slut that Karl believes. Hell, the pussy shave felt so good that I’m willing to chance it with another kind of shave as well.

“Yes,” I breathe, looking at him with a coy smile. “Let’s do it. I trust you, Daddy.”

He growls his approval low in his chest.

“Wonderful, sweetheart. But you’re going to have to stand for this one because I can’t reach in this position.”

I pause for a moment, my entire body vibrating with awareness at what’s about to happen. Then, I rise to my feet, careful not to slip in the tub, before parting my legs and bending over so that my white tits sway in invitation. My big, heart-shaped bottom rises in the air and I take the opportunity to peer at Karl through the vee of my thighs.

“Like this, Daddy?” I mewl. “Is this better? Can you reach in this position?”

There’s no answer because I feel it then. It’s Karl’s tongue on my asshole, tasting me there as I shiver and shake with arousal.

“Oooh!” I scream, grabbing hold of the tub’s edges. “Oh my god!”

“Yes, baby,” he breathes, blowing against my coffee pucker for a moment. “Get ready because this is really happening.”

Then, he licks my asshole again before gently massaging the pleats with his tongue. He kisses it, holding my big buttocks apart with big hands, baring me to his filthy loving.

“Yes,” he moans while rimming my dirtiest space. “You taste so good, Ainsley.”

I can’t believe this is happening. A gorgeous older man has his tongue buried in my dirty button, kissing and fucking it like it’s the tastiest hole he’s ever encountered, and the knowledge pushes me over the edge.

“Ohhhhh!” I wail, my cries ringing in the bathroom, as climax strikes like a lightning bolt. “Ummmmm!”

My anus clamps, dissolving into a series of powerful shudders as my pussy pulses and snaps. My big breasts swing and Karl grunts with his face pressed between my buttocks as I explode.

“Yes, come on my face,” he moans. “Turn it into a fucking waterslide, sweetheart. Show me the waterworks.”

The words are pure filth, but they push me into soaring ecstasy. My vision blacks out as my pussy detonates like a bomb. It clamps down hard before exploding with fluids, desperate to be entered as I shriek and shudder my pleasure.

“Oh Karl!” I cry out desperately. “Oh Karl, more more more!”

The alpha male responds to my plea. In a flash, he’s risen from the bath to stand behind me, those big hands gripping me at the waist.

“Hold on tight, baby, because it’s coming. Daddy’s going to take care of this horny, needy little pussy.”

Then, he thrusts that massive club into me with a furious jerk of his hips. I cry out, this time from pleasure, but also from pain because Karl just ripped through my hymen like it wasn’t there. It hurts, and the stinging sensation in my cunt makes me blink with tears. Plus, there’s the wrenching discomfort of having an eleven-inch monster stretching me out to my max, and I wince at the burn.

“Owwww,” is my pained cry. “Ohhh.”

Karl’s stock still behind me, even as his big chest rises and falls with labored breaths.