Summer satisfaction

Last days of summer meant nothing. Heat still pressed. She answered my text at eleven and had the lights low when I pushed through her door. She bent for me without a word. Her hands found the edge of the table, ass up, thighs parted. I worked lube into her slowly, two fingers first, then three, feeling the muscle give around each knuckle. She breathed hard, little sounds slipping out every time I pushed deeper. The speculum came next. Stainless steel. Cool for a second. Then the click of the ratchet and she gasped as the blades spread her open, exposing everything inside—pink walls, wet and flexing. I fucked her ass while the speculum held her wide. Each thrust stretched the rim further around my cock, skin tight, shiny with lube. She came like that, body locked open, clenching hard enough that the metal clicked with every spasm. We stayed there until the light outside turned gray. Sweat cooling on her back. My cum leaking out slow around the edges of the speculum still holding her apart.