The Helper Opens Her Rosebud

Listen, there was nothing else we could do.

She was to leave for a week to the East Coast.

We would miss each other horribly.

We had a whole day together. We were both off from work.

Our hearts were attached,
one to the other,
even after all of these years.

She said:
I need to leave you with
the strongest impression of me.
Something that you will not soon forget.

She took her pants off.
She bent over, her ass up in the air.

“Bury your nose and your tongue right here, right now.”

She spread her cheeks and her succulent, soiled asshole/rosebud
made itself available to me. And I soaked her in.

Even now, sitting alone, two days later,
the taste is on my lips.

I slipped my cock into her ass and came almost immediately.

“Thank you. Thank you.” I said.
“Of course,” she replied. “I am here to help. I am the helper.”