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whispered, huskily. “My nature is perhaps darker than even yours.” Without pause he swept her purply-black silk skirts upward in one fluid and aggressive motion revealing her wholly naked ivory-fleshed buttocks. She wore nothing but black silk stockings that reached upward to mid-thigh and were held in place by red garters with tiny white satin rosebuds. Her knees instantly clamped together as he took hold of her rounded plush hips.
    “R-Raven,” she gushed, with a pleading and uncertain exhale.
    For himself, he was momentarily rooted. A statue of churning masculine ardor at the sight before him. What could he say? What could he think? He was hotly aroused as never before and very nearly excited. Rosebud’s siren-shaped ass was a man’s lustful dream of femininity. The crevice was intoxicating and the little peek of her rose petal pussy lips that he could see was inebriating. He rotated his hands on her hips drawing on her pearly-white flesh and separating the inspiring crease of her ass just enough too . . .
    “Oh,” she gasped, squirming her entire bottom beguilingly as she tried to keep her knees clamped together. Yet it only served to firm and define the rounded contours of her delicious ass, rotating the womanly plump cheeks upward and arching the small of her back downward more. He continued to separate the sultry crease of her ass with the pressure of his fingers kneading her bottom. The entrance to her anus was pretty pink and crimped tight.
    “Spread your legs, Rosebud,” he commanded. “I will see all of you.”
    “Sacred Buddha,” Chloe whispered, helpless. She was hot and excited and at the same time she was coldly terrified. The mixture was so volatile that she felt as if she could struggle and faint within the same instant. Raven’s domination of her somehow engaged her sexual desires until feeling faint and then clutching the cushions beneath her, she slowly separated her legs for him. Exposing herself shamefully to him until cool air brushed the separated folds of her sex and her body quivered with the emotions assaulting her.
    Raven’s long scorching fingers continued to hold open her buttocks as he whispered dark erotic urgings above her. “I will start slow, Rosebud. Just the head of my cock first. Stretching your tight little hole bit by bit.”
    Chloe tried to breathe with her breasts heaving erratically as Raven’s big insistent hands heated her bottom cheeks with circular rubbing motions. Then all his fingers spread wide as he stroked over the trembling curves of her buttocks pushing her silk skirts higher until he held her bare waist nearly encircling its entirety in his large hands. “Then I am going to fuck you hard, sweet witch.”
    She quaked uncontrollably as he pulled her waist toward him and her hips arched higher as her shoulders dropped lower. She clutched her fingers into the cushions above her head and a whimper escaped her throat, a sudden catching sound as her thighs and bottom quivered. She felt the brush of Raven’s satin evening pants, and then the outline of his large erection as he rolled the impression over her buttocks, teasing her with the size and length. How could she take this thick pole of him inside her-her . . .
    “You will take all of me,” he murmured with a barely caught whisper. “The entire length in your tight ass,” he finished on a bare breath.
    “Have mercy, Raven. I-I don’t think I can,” she whimpered jerking her hips in the first motions of escape.
    But of course he held her down. “You will , Chloe. You will do anything that I desire,” he murmured deeply.
    Chloe! Did Raven realize that he called her Chloe?
    . . . “Oooo, Raven!” she squealed abruptly. Coming up onto her toes because Raven had gone to his knees behind her, and all in one motion he was licking his tongue deeply into the crease of her behind! There, where his hot tongue was still embedded! “Oh hh! Oh! Mercy, my one!” she cried uncontrollably as incredible