The little girl scooped some of the jelly out of the jar on her fingertip.

She rolled back into position and pulled her cheeks apart with her left hand.

She dabbed a plentiful amount of the lubricant jelly on her anus.

She then smeared the stuff over the wide ball of the roll-on cap.

Tamara wasted no time placing the tip of the roll-on against her asshole.

Her desire to be deeply violated and reamed was greater than ever.

She pushed hard and concentrated on relaxing her sphincter muscle. The pressure increased for a long time before the hole began to open to let the make-shift dildo up her butt.

And when the violation did begin, it all happened very quickly, making Tamara gasp for breath at the shock to her system.

She felt her asshole opening until the flesh was taut. There was pain.

But Tamara found that she didn't mind the pain. It was an intrinsically sexual pain, and it only enhanced her craving for deep anal plowing.

She wished that it was a real cock being pushed up her asshole instead of a rather cold inanimate object.

But she figured that beggars cannot be choosers and continued to push the roll-on past the tube of muscle into the more elastic bowels.

Her face contorted badly with the combination of pleasure and pain she was experiencing with this violation.

Her eyes closed so tightly that the lids were wrinkled – and little lines had formed at their corners. Naturally, Tamara could not see herself, so she did not know that those lines ran to her temples.

Her face was very flushed with her exertion and her sexual arousal.

Tamara Knudson had become as red as a fire engine.

She could feel a vein at her right temple very close to the surface become engorged and throb hard.

This vein was clearly visible, although it would be some time before human eyes would see her in this state of unadulterated horniness.