I leaned down to my pants on the floor, grabbed my phone, and snapped a quick photo—her ass high, bottle buried deep, face turned back with tears and spit.
I put the phone aside, placed one foot on her lower back again, and pushed the bottle deeper with my other hand—slow, relentless, until the widest part stretched her to the limit. She moaned loud, body shaking, ass quivering around the glass.
"Good girl," I said, voice dark. "Take it like that… let your hole stretch for me."
