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I bit my lip and watched as he fell to his knees and dragged my pants down. I stepped each leg up in turn as he pulled the tight fabric from my ankles.

When I was out of my pants, he turned me so that my ass faced him. I kept looking back over my shoulder, nervous as to his intentions. A girl can really feel self-conscious about a guy staring into her ass, but I knew everything looked pretty good back there, so that helped.

"That's perfect," he hushed. That helped even more.

He filled me with confidence, rubbing at my ass and giving it kisses when he felt it necessary. I got comfortable with him behind me like that, so much so that when he downed my panties I didn't even flinch.

I just let him get a good look in between my ass, thinking that his main point-of-focus might be my pussy.

"Time to keep you awake," he said, and then he thrust his tongue right against my asshole.

I gasped in shock, but then hummed at how good it felt. It was like a sudden jolt that you might get when you jump into cool water, before realizing that it actually feels great.

It had the same impact as cool water too, in that my eyes popped right open and any thoughts of falling asleep were stripped from me in an instant.

"Your tongue is in my ass!" I gasped, and it was as though I was double-checking that that was his intention.

Mr. Crawford was old enough to know everything about the female anatomy, but I felt it best to make sure. I didn't want this to be some kind of accident, especially now that I was enjoying it so much.

"It's the only thing I can think of to keep you awake," he said, his words wet against my flesh. "But we don't want you getting too comfortable."

I didn't know what he meant until I felt his finger against my hole. He pushed against the knot of muscle, springing it wide until he was buried to the knuckle.

"Mr. Crawford!" I gasped.

"There you go," he said. "You're awake now, huh?"

He tongued around the digit, and I stood there in the wooden lodge, feeling the heat of the fire at my front and his tongue at my back.

He circled the ring of muscle and sprang his finger through the aperture, coaxing it wider. I didn't even realize that was possible, but what I was realizing was that my boss had designs on my ass that extended way beyond a mere finger.

He introduced another finger and I winced at the pain. He was right: there was no way anyone could drift off to this sensation.

He probed my ass with two fingers while rubbing at my soaked pussy with his thumb. He hooked that inside too and soon he was toying with both my holes while his tongue wandered around me with wild abandon.

He seemed to worship my toned little ass, rubbing it and moving it and kissing it and biting it. Between each action he'd probe me a little wider, pushing his fingers deeper and threatening a third that I wasn't sure I could take. But Mr. Crawford showed me I could take more. Much more.

"Ready to stay awake?" he asked, standing.

"Yes!" I gushed, pushing my ass back against him.

The second he took himself out of me I yearned for the return of something inside me. He came close behind me and set his cock upright so that it lay sandwiched between the cheeks of my ass. He put his hands under my arms and cupped my tits, then he started to kiss at my neck. I wriggled my ass on him and moaned, feeling the heat of the open fire on my body.

He pulled away and looked down, guiding his cock towards my tightness. He pressed against my asshole and found it as malleable as he'd left it.

It started to open over him and my mouth opened with it. I grunted and growled, breathing deep. I was desperate to take him, and he was desperate to give it to me.

"Yes!" I burst eventually. "Fuck my ass!"

"Oh, Lacey," he cried, pushing deeper.

I winced and cried out with pained pleasure, feeling the stretch but also feeling a deep connection with him as my ass enveloped him. Past a certain point it was as though I was sucking him inside, and I realized that the worst was over.

Mr. Crawford was attuned to me. He went slow at first while the muscle got used to being spread wide. Eventually he started to move his cock through me slowly, pulling back and pressing forwards.

Every time he withdrew, I felt the suck of my air-tight ass around him. He'd move deep and I'd swallow him right back up again, enveloping him in the void-space beyond.

Concluded In Part 5